A vast swath of golden light descended. Luo Hong's heart first tightened, but he then sensed a familiar aura within it and relaxed.
The next moment, a spatial fluctuation arrived. Luo Hong did not resist, allowing himself and Fairy Yuan to be teleported away.
As the golden light faded, the two had arrived in an unfamiliar place.
There were no exotic flowers or rare plants here, nor any jade platforms or golden stands. There were only bamboo chairs and stools, making it seem like an exceedingly ordinary courtyard.
The courtyard was extremely quiet. Only a Grey Robed Old Man lay comfortably in a bamboo chair.
Fairy Yuan carefully looked toward him and saw that the old man was gaunt and thin, rather short, and wore none of Nine Yuan Temple's Daoist robes. He was clad only in a coarse linen garment.
Fairy Yuan could not sense any aura from the old man, yet she did not dare underestimate him in the slightest.
After all, it was obvious that they had been brought here because of him!
"This junior, Mo Bufan, pays respects to Nine Yuan Heavenly Monarch!"
Just as Fairy Yuan was feeling doubtful and alarmed, Luo Hong beside her suddenly bowed.
Nine Yuan Heavenly Monarch?
Nine Yuan Dao Ancestor!
Fairy Yuan immediately understood and hurriedly bowed as well.
"This junior, Yuan Fengyi, pays respects to Heavenly Monarch!"
"Boy, did you kill my deputy temple master?"
The Grey Robed Old Man did not even turn his head as he asked in a languid voice.
"Heavenly Monarch, that was Reincarnation—mmph!"
Fairy Yuan grew anxious upon hearing this and was just about to argue on Luo Hong's behalf when she abruptly found herself unable to open her mouth.
"Reporting to Heavenly Monarch, this junior merely used a Divine Thunder Seed in self-defense.