The Tide Listening Pavilion Resurfaces

At that moment, another volume of the God-Fiend Compendium fell into Su Changqing's hands. The figure depicted within was all too familiar: Hongjun Daozu.

Su Changqing did not throw him straight into the depths of the Death Abyss. Instead, he summoned him forth. He still had questions for the man.

Hongjun Daozu wore a dust-pale white robe. His face was youthful, his hair crane-white, and his expression composed and dignified. He first looked toward Pangu and bowed.

Then he turned to Su Changqing, his junior, unable to hide the wistfulness in his eyes.

"Back when you fought Haotian in the Nine Heavens, I sensed it. But I never imagined you would make it this far!"

Joining forces with Pangu and using the Chaos Green Lotus as bait, Su Changqing had trapped and killed most of the God-Fiends in one stroke. It was a ruthless move.

Most cultivators of the Primordial World practiced Slaying Three Corpses. One of the Three Thousand Great Daos, it was also the method Hongjun Daozu cultivated and had passed down in the Purple Heaven Palace. It used the three corpses to store vast amounts of magical power.

After the God-Fiends invaded, Hongjun left, the Six Sages fell, and most cultivators switched to the Realm Establishment Law created by humanity.

Hongjun Daozu had driven several of the Primordial World's great calamities, including the Witch-Demon Calamity and the Battle of the Investiture of the Gods. In doing so, he had strangled the races of heaven and earth, forced the Three Pure Ones into civil war, and imprisoned Tongtian.

But all that was smoke from the past, scattered on the wind. Knowing how powerful the God-Fiends beyond their world were, Hongjun had decisively fled.

Yet he had never expected Zhen Yuanzi, Yuanshi, Tongtian, Zhunti, Jieyin, Nuwa, Fuxi, the Suiren