Old Ancestor Honggan came up behind Gu An and bent at the waist in salute. First he thanked him, then asked in confusion, "Master, why would the Hongmeng Will do something like that?"
He had long known that he had been transformed from the Hongmeng Will, but in his subconscious, he was a part of the Hongmeng Will.
Yet now a situation had actually arisen where the Hongmeng Will controlled his physical body. It was too terrifying.
He could not understand it.
With his back to him, Gu An replied, "You already have a guess in your heart, don't you?"
Hearing this, Old Ancestor Honggan's face shifted between blue and red.
Saints could open up Dao Universes. Chaos was a Dao Universe, and Hongmeng was also a Dao Universe. Chaos and Hongmeng could not have been born without cause or reason; they must have been created by Saints.
Where had the Saints who created them gone?
Old Ancestor Honggan could not make conjectures about Chaos, but he now suspected that the Saint who had opened up Hongmeng was still alive. Just now, it had been that Saint controlling them, the Great Dao Nine Hong. The thought left him chilled with lingering fear.
If a Hongmeng Saint truly existed, had this Saint not been watching him all along?
Why would the Hongmeng Saint hide? What was his purpose?
Gu An turned and looked at Old Ancestor Honggan, asking, "Do you want to become a Saint?"
At these words, Old Ancestor Honggan froze and instinctively replied, "Of course I do..."
"Then become a Saint."
As Gu An's voice fell, his right foot lightly stamped. In an instant, fierce winds surged up from the ground, blowing the robes of all three of them into violent billows.
Before Old Ancestor Honggan could think further,