Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun Emerge from Seclusion

The Primordial Wilderness knew no years.

In the blink of an eye, several thousand years quietly passed.

Buzhou Mountain, Pangu Hall.

Deep within the palace, which had always been tranquil, two tightly sealed chambers suddenly gave off a faint disturbance.

A profound and powerful aura, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, sent ripples spreading outward in layers.

Zhou Ming and Houtu, who had been meditating inside the hall, opened their eyes almost simultaneously.

The two exchanged a glance, and their figures vanished from where they stood.

The next moment, they had appeared outside the two secret chambers.

"Creak—"

The heavy stone doors slowly opened, and two figures emerged side by side.

One wore an apricot-yellow Daoist robe, while the other was dressed in robes as red as fire. Slowly, they walked out.

They were none other than Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun, who had been in seclusion for several thousand years.

At that moment, the two were completely different from how they had been before entering seclusion.

Although the auras around them had been restrained to the utmost degree, their every gesture faintly resonated with the laws of heaven and earth.

A flawless and perfectly integrated Dao Rhythm flowed naturally around them. Clearly, their cultivation had advanced greatly.

The moment Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun emerged from seclusion, they saw the two waiting outside. They hurried forward and bowed.

"Greetings, Daoist Friend Zhou Ming and Daoist Friend Houtu."

Their words were filled with sincere respect and gratitude.

Zhou Ming and Houtu calmly accepted their bow.

Zhou Ming looked them over, while a trace of a smile appeared on Houtu's cool and beautiful face.

"Congratulations on emerging from seclusion, Daoist Friends. Your strength has advanced another step." Zhou Ming nodded calmly.

"Congratulations, Daoist Brothers. Your paths have been restored,