"But you still have to be able to come out first."
Great Immortal Yang Mei stopped fighting and said this.
Faced with his opponent's harsh threat, he showed no fear at all.
"Your true body can't come out. As for this phantom from the river of time... Hmm, you'd better forget it."
Those deliberately provocative words finally pushed the great figure standing opposite Yang Mei past his limit.
"You're quite bold."
His voice was low, and his tone was extremely hostile. "It's true that my body has merged with the Heavenly Dao, but that doesn't mean I'll carry this burden forever."
"Yang Mei, you... truly aren't worried that I'll settle accounts with you afterward?"
The Dao Ancestor snorted coldly.
"That's right!" Yang Mei said openly, repeatedly dancing on the verge of being beaten.
Even so, after all these years, the Dao Ancestor had never been able to do anything about him—they had been fighting for many years already!
Back then, in order to investigate the secrets surrounding Eastern Hua Dijun, Hongjun had displayed immense power and great supernatural abilities. His true body had remained seated in Zixiao Palace, bearing the Heavenly Dao, while he had extended his hand outward, peeling away layers of secrets and probing deeper information.
However, just before he succeeded, Yang Mei had stopped him.
This ancient great power had been fortunate enough to survive intact beneath Pangu's axe during the Chaos Era, then make it through the Dragon-Phoenix Epoch from beginning to end. He had become the final obstacle preventing the Dao Ancestor from discovering the truth—the greatest obstruction of all.
Hongjun had attacked in fury, sending out a phantom body to fight... Unfortunately, they had remained entangled until today without reaching any conclusion.
As they fought, the battle had gradually lost its meaning... because Eastern