All Turns, Favorable or Adverse, Lie Within My Heart; Breaking Through to the Eighth Layer of Primordial Chaos

Inside Purple Cloud Palace.

Heavenly Dao Hongjun glanced sideways at his former Mystic Gate disciples.

At this moment, they stood as steady as mountains, carrying something of the air of, If the enemy does not move, neither will I.

"Could it be that the Three Pure Ones are counting on those few who have yet to act?"

Heavenly Dao Hongjun silently grumbled to himself.

Although many Saints had appeared by now, not a single Dao Master had arrived. Heavenly Dao Hongjun felt that if his former disciples did not go—

Then Nuwa, Houtu, Di Jun, and the others would probably be the ones sent up next.

He had not been paying attention to these people's movements lately, but he still understood very clearly the relationship between these Dao Masters and the Dao Sect.

At a critical moment—

It was not impossible for them to appear first and shield the Three Pure Ones for a while.

However.

To his surprise.

Not a single Dao Master emerged, even under such circumstances.

The eyes of the Three Pure Ones flickered.

They had not been counting on Nuwa, Houtu, and Di Jun to come help the Saints at Undying Fire Mountain in the south resist the World-Destroying Mill.

Or rather, saying they had not been counting on them was not quite right.

It was simply because they knew what Nuwa, Houtu, and Di Jun were doing right now.

Heavenly Dao Hongjun might have believed that the three Dao Masters had deliberately chosen not to come, but the Three Pure Ones clearly knew that the Saints of the Three Daos would not be coming at all.

The reason they remained so calm was naturally because they had already heard Qingqing's good news.

The World-Destroying Mill might have been rampantly grinding people down here at Undying