The moment Minghe uttered his words, Zhenyuanzi understood perfectly.
His face was frozen, his whole body exuded a chilling aura, and his gaze toward the two of them was devoid of any warmth.
"Brother Zhenyuanzi, you... you must have misunderstood Fellow Daoists Minghe and Houtu?"
Seeing the atmosphere suddenly become tense, Hong Yun quickly tried to calm things down, her face full of sincerity and confusion.
"I ask myself, I have no past grudges or karmic Karma with either of you, so why has this come to this?"
"Pfft--"
A soft laugh broke the silence.
Houtu covered her lips with her small hand, her eyes filled with undisguised mockery:
"It is said that our Witch Clan does not cultivate the primordial spirit and acts recklessly."
Only today did I realize that Hong Yun, this great talent of the Primordial Wilderness, is actually... a complete fool.
Her unfinished words transformed into a crisp yet jarring laugh, echoing through the void.
Zhenyuanzi was so angry that his beard and hair stood on end. He glared fiercely at Hong Yun, his chest churning with rage, almost bursting open.
At this critical moment of life and death, this pedantic fool still clings to that vague and ethereal concept of "no Karma"? He is utterly foolish!
No, no, no.
Minghe suppressed a laugh, his lips twitching as he tried to force a "sincere" expression.
"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, please do not listen to Zhenyuanzi Zhenyuanzi's nonsense."
"My friend Houtu and I have come here solely to view the Earth Book Houtu, and certainly not to covet your Hongmeng Purple Qi."
He secretly sighed, thinking that Hong Yun, this "big fool," had exceeded his expectations, even making this Blood Sea Demon Lord feel a sense of absurdity, as if he were "embarrassed" to make a move.
"Brother Zhenyuanzi, you see, Fellow Minghe has already made it clear!"
As if she had received tremendous evidence, Hong Yun vanished, and she turned around to "encourage" Zhenyuanzi.
"Brother Dao, you are being overly cautious and lack magnanimity! As cultivators of the Dao, we must have a broad mind to accommodate all things."
"You! You...!"
Zhenyuanzi pointed at Hong Yun, his finger trembling slightly. He was so angry that his throat tasted metallic and his lungs felt like they were about to burst, and he was speechless for a moment.
Never before have I hated myself so much for associating with such fools for countless Kalpa!
"Tsk tsk tsk."
Minghe stood with his hands behind his back, shaking his head and striking a pose of "good teacher and helpful friend".
"Zhenyuanzi, you should indeed learn from Fellow Daoist Hongyun such a 'broad-minded' attitude."
Very well, I won't make things difficult for you, just give me a Huiyuan Era!
How about we borrow one of the Huiyuan Era to view it?
The "kind" smile on Minghe's face appeared more ferocious than the Blood Sea Asura in Zhenyuanzi's eyes.
"Hmph! Wishful thinking!"
Zhenyuanzi knew that he could not delay, or things would change.
A fierce glint flashed in his eyes. Without another word, he swiftly flicked his sleeve, unleashing a powerful divine law technique imbued with the immense power of the Earth element. It tore through space and hurtled straight at the Minghe's face! He had to strike first!
"A mere trick, yet you dare to show off your meager skills before an expert!"
Minghe snorted coldly, and a blood-red, filthy law of the Blood Sea met it head-on. The air surged, and the sound of the laws colliding shook the void.
Almost at the same instant Zhenyuanzi made his move, Ancestral Witch Houtu's true form roared with blood and qi, shattering the space beneath her feet with a single step, carrying a tremendous force capable of tearing apart the Primordial Wilderness, and instead of retreating, she advanced straight towards Zhenyuanzi himself!
The Witch Clan fights against heaven and earth, and close combat is the most exhilarating way to fight!
"Brother Daoist!"
Seeing the situation was dire, Hong Yun was about to offer assistance when a sudden change occurred!
The surrounding space suddenly solidified and distorted, as if forcibly peeled away by an invisible giant hand, forming an independent and isolated cage!
A subtle power, far beyond what one could perceive, descended upon them!
"Not good!"
Zhenyuanzi was shocked and paled.
Is there a third person lurking in the shadows here?
Even he couldn't detect it at all!
"My old friend Hong Yun!"
He anxiously tried to send a telepathic message, but it was abruptly cut off by the surging aftershocks of the laws and the frenzied attacks of the Houtu Minghe.
"Heh, he can barely take care of himself, yet he has the leisure to worry about that fool?"
Minghe sneered, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.
The two innate killing swords, Yuantu and Abi, flew out of the Blood Sea with a clang. Their scarlet sword energy crisscrossed and intertwined to form a net of Destruction. Carrying a fierce and malevolent aura that could annihilate the soul, they rushed towards Zhenyuanzi to strangle him!
Just as Hong Yun was isolated by the spatial cage, a dazzling, pure white light tore through the void, carrying an unparalleled pressure capable of purifying all things, and crashed down! Its target was the trapped Hong Yun!
"Hong Yun! Prepare to die!" A cold, stern shout rang out, and the Twelve-Grade World-Purifying White Lotus shone brightly. Its petals spun and condensed into a "Purifying Divine Light" that pierced through the void and cleansed the soul, its power unmatched!
Hong Yun was startled and hastily activated his divine powers, causing clouds and mist around him to surge and transform into layers of protective divine energy to directly confront the divine light that purified all things!
With a deafening roar, divine light exploded, and the pure white light collided violently with and annihilated the protective red clouds around Hong Yun body, causing his blood and qi to surge and his protective divine aura to teeter on the verge of collapse.
"Fellow Daoist Qing Huan?"
"You... you also came for that Hongmeng Purple Qi?"
Even if Hong Yun was slow-witted, he finally realized that this was clearly a setup by capital!
A boundless rage, fueled by the feeling of being utterly fooled, raged for the first time in his usually "generous" heart, staining his eyes red.
"Fellow Daoist, you are mistaken."
Ripples spread through the space, Qing Huan's figure appeared in the holy light of the World-Purifying White Lotus, his expression cold and devoid of any emotion.
"The Hongmeng Purple Qi has always belonged to me, so how can you say it was 'stolen'? I've simply come here today to reclaim what is rightfully mine!"
Before the words were finished, the World-Purifying White Lotus shone brightly once more, its "Purifying Divine Light," even purer and more domineering than before, poured down like a celestial river, eradicating all filth and impurity, and sweeping mightily towards the Hong Yun!
"This is outrageous! Do you really think I'm someone you can easily get along with?"
The Hong Yun roared in fury. Even a clay figure has some temper, let alone Innate Deities!
With a backhand slap at his waist, a blood-red gourd, gushing forth with an aura capable of annihilating souls, suddenly flew out—it was none other than the Nine-Nine Soul Scattering Gourd!
The gourd spewed out a torrent of red sand, the sand grains as fine as dust, yet containing a terrifying, soul-corroding power, transforming into a filthy torrent that crashed headlong into the purifying divine light!
Sizzle--!
Where the crimson sand and divine light collided, a violent sound like a branding iron being plunged into water was emitted. The two completely opposite laws of purification and annihilation tore and destroyed each other wildly, causing pieces of space to collapse, creating a horrifying scene.
Qing Huan's eyes narrowed slightly. Both of them had just entered the Quasi-Sage realm, but Hong Yun was using his natal spiritual treasure to fight desperately. His power was indeed not to be underestimated. It would be no easy task to defeat him quickly!
The moment the East Prince set foot on Penglai Immortal Island, the sight before him almost caused him to lose his Daoist resolve.
The once magnificent palaces and pavilions are now just ruins, the spiritual veins are broken, and the immortal mist is filled with the stench of blood. What makes him even more furious is that the Top-grade Innate Spiritual Root that nurtured the Luck of Penglai, the Tongtian Jianmu, has vanished without a trace! And the eleven Ancestral Witch caused this are about to leave triumphantly.
"The Ancestral Witch of the Witch Clan!"
The East Prince's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice, filled with boundless rage and grief, boomed across the sky.
"How dare you destroy my Dao Field, slaughter the members of the Immortal Court, and plunder spiritual roots?"
Aren't you afraid of the Dao Ancestor unleashing his thunderous wrath?