Hongjun and Rahula had never met Bai Yu, so all they yearned for and looked up to was a vague silhouette.
Or, strictly speaking, what they looked up to and yearned for was the Great Dao!
In Yang Mei's mind, however, Bai Yu's figure appeared.
Then the Bai Yu in his mind glanced at him, startling Yang Mei into a cold sweat. He hurriedly cupped his hands and bowed respectfully to Bai Yu, then dared not think of him again.
The Great Dao was everywhere, and so Bai Yu was everywhere as well.
Even thinking of him was out of the question.
At that moment, Yang Mei understood profoundly what it meant to be supreme.
Hongjun and the other two soon left the River of Time. As for the Daluo Golden Immortals suppressed and prostrate on the ground, the three ignored them completely.
Naturally, Progenitor Dragon sensed their disregard as well, and it left him deeply frustrated.
Yet Progenitor Dragon also understood that no matter how frustrated he felt, it meant nothing.
Because he was weak, while they were strong.
The strong might pity the weak, but to Progenitor Dragon, being ignored was preferable to being pitied.
The Daluo Golden Immortals suppressed and prostrate on the ground had thought they would perish in the River of Time this time, only to discover, to their astonishment, that the Great Dao's oppressive pressure was growing weaker and weaker.
Clearly, the Primordial Heavenly Dao had intervened.
It had no choice. It could not stay out of this.
In the eyes of the Primordial Heavenly Dao, the River of Time had a clearly defined role, so it would never allow the river to possess such terrifying Great Dao pressure.
At the very least, it could not be allowed to suppress Daluo Golden Immortals.
Otherwise,