Deep within Chaos, Purple Firmament Palace.
Endless chains of law wove together into an airtight giant net, radiating a cold, indifferent, supreme will.
Hongjun sat cross-legged at the center of that giant net.
Under the scouring of infinite laws, his Dao Body had taken on a semi-transparent, flickering state.
Even though he was currently engaged in the most dangerous struggle of his life against the Heavenly Dao, he still sensed the upheaval occurring in the Primordial World.
The Five Saints had severed their Saint Positions at the same time.
This scene was within his expectations.
In fact, this was exactly what he had been happy to see, a key chess piece he had waited to fall in his long-laid scheme.
He had thought that even if the Heavenly Dao, in order to deal with him with all its strength, had no attention to spare to send down punishment, it would still certainly reclaim those five strands of Hongmeng Purple Qi, reintegrate them into itself, and use them to make up for the enormous consumption caused by its struggle with him.
After all, all six Heavenly Dao Saints breaking away was by no means without impact on the Heavenly Dao.
Reclaiming the Hongmeng Purple Qi, integrating it into itself, and replenishing itself was its best method.
With the Five Saints severing their Saint Positions at the same time, the Heavenly Dao would inevitably have to recover those five strands of Hongmeng Purple Qi.
And after recovering them?
The most reasonable course was to merge the purple qi into its own source, making up for the consumption produced during this period of struggle with him.
If the Heavenly Dao chose to fuse with the purple qi at this critical juncture, then it would have to divert part of its attention to complete