This kid seemed to be hard from head to toe only in his mouth.
Although Hongjun looked calm, he could not help feeling somewhat irritated.
"Fuxi should be taught a lesson!"
Every time Fuxi appeared, he always brought Hongjun surprises.
And Fuxi had quite some nerve. He even dared to steal the treasure Hongjun had bestowed upon Eastern Prince Gong and call Hongjun by his true name. He clearly did not take Hongjun seriously.
It was time to teach Fuxi a lesson.
The Saint Comes to Demand an Explanation
Upon the boundless East Sea, a small boat floated quietly on the water.
A young man in black robes lay in the boat.
This young man was none other than Fuxi.
At this moment, Fuxi was lying in the boat, taking a nap.
Not long afterward, the space above the boat suddenly shattered, and a young man in white stepped out of a Space Rift.
"Fellow Daoist, I'm back."
Fuxi's Good Corpse said to Fuxi's true body.
"Thank you for your efforts, Fellow Daoist."
Fuxi's true body sat up from the boat.
"You're too polite."
Fuxi's Good Corpse smiled faintly, took out the Nine Dragon Golden Staff from his sleeve, and handed it to the true body.
Fuxi summoned the Flower of the Great Dao above his head, and the Good Corpse stepped into it.
Caressing the Nine Dragon Golden Staff in his hand, Fuxi was in an exceptionally good mood.
He was not worried about what would happen to Eastern Prince Gong without the Nine Dragon Golden Staff. After all, Eastern Prince Gong was his enemy.
Now that the treasure was in his hands, even Hongjun would not be able to take it from him.
However, the moment this thought arose in Fuxi's mind, a profound immortal light directly enveloped