The Fellow Daoist Zhunti, the Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit from your sect is fated to be mine

At the moment when Lin Xuan and Houtu were cultivating through dual cultivation in Biyou Palace, improving their cultivation and strength,

Grand Supreme Elder Laozi's indestructible primordial spirit, along with the three Saints—Zhunti and Jieyin—once again arrived in the chaotic region where Zixiao Palace had previously appeared.

However, after arriving there, they did not see that Zixiao Palace, which seemed eternal and indestructible, suppressing and swallowing endless chaotic tides.

What entered their eyes was only the disorderly chaotic tides converging and colliding here.

From time to time, they churned up immense chaotic waves that surged toward the depths of chaos.

After seeing this scene, Zhunti, Jieyin, and Grand Supreme Elder Laozi all fell into inexplicable silence.

None of them took the initiative to speak.

It was as though even time had frozen here. Only the occasional corners of their robes lifted by the chaotic currents proved that time had not actually stopped.

Only after a long while

did Daoist Zhunti ask Grand Supreme Elder Laozi somewhat bitterly:

"Fellow Daoist Taishang."

"Our master still refuses to show himself and meet us this time."

"What should we do?"

After hearing this, Grand Supreme Elder Laozi's face also took on a gloomy expression.

He had never expected

that his teacher, Hongjun, would be so utterly ruthless.

Even after his physical body had been shattered by Lin Xuan and his Good Corpse had been captured by Lin Xuan and made into an alchemy servant for him,

even after his own Daoist sanctuary, Eight Sceneries Palace on Shouyang Mountain, had its earth vein severed by Lin Xuan and been moved back to Golden Ao Island right before his eyes,

and even when his second brother, Primordial Heavenly Venerate, had been slain by Lin Xuan's sword and the Exposition Sect destroyed,

when they had come to