In Purple Cloud Palace.
As Hong Yun swung his fist and hammered at the Heavenly Dao Origin space with the Great Dao of Power, every saint present showed astonishment.
But after hearing Hong Yun call out "Senior Fate," aside from the unruffled Hongjun, Rahu, whose eyes flashed with a sharp gleam, and Nuwa and Houtu, everyone else revealed looks of confusion.
And within the Heavenly Dao Origin space.
The Heavenly Dao's true body heard that form of address, and its body and mind trembled alike.
"How does he know? I clearly hid it so deeply!"
Disbelief surfaced in Heavenly Dao Hongjun's purple eyes, and he could not help shouting aloud.
How many years had it been!
Ever since he had been born within the Heavenly Dao Origin space, no one had ever called out that old name, "Fate," again.
"Could he be trying to trick me?"
Heavenly Dao Hongjun's expression flickered with shock and suspicion, but He knew He had to go out!
A purple, mysterious figure carrying the aura of the Heavenly Dao, with a face exactly identical to Hongjun's, suddenly appeared at the center of Purple Cloud Palace.
"Sit!"
With a casual wave of his hand, Hongjun took out another prayer mat and tossed it in front of Heavenly Dao Hongjun.
"Hong Yun, this Fate you speak of—is it the Fate Demon God from the chaos? Do you know where he is?" Heavenly Dao Hongjun slowly took his seat and asked in an icy, emotionless tone.
At those words, Hong Yun could not help rolling his eyes at him.
If it had not felt inappropriate, he would have wanted to rush over and raise an international gesture at this old fellow playing dumb.
Hong Yun only said coolly, "Senior Fate, can we just open the skylight and speak