Zhou Ming's heart sank violently.
This was absolutely no coincidence.
The Heavenly Dao had just died, and the two Daos had immediately backlash at the same time. This was clearly a heaven-shaking conspiracy planned long ago.
Who had such vast means that they could infiltrate both the Human Dao and the Earth Dao at once, even seizing control of the Daos without Pingxin or Wu noticing a thing?
The answer was almost ready to leap out.
Hongjun.
Only he could possibly have done all of this.
He forcefully suppressed the turmoil in his heart, keeping his emotions absolutely calm.
The more it was a time like this, the less he could afford to lose his head.
He took Wu's Primordial Spirit into Pangu Hall to nourish it, then turned to look at Houtu.
"Sister Houtu, keep leading the way. We find Sister Pingxin first."
Houtu nodded, gathered her mind, and continued guiding them from the front.
Everyone followed behind in silence, each person's heart pressed down by a heavy boulder.
They had not gone far.
Ahead in the Chaos, several figures appeared once more.
The auras of those figures were likewise withered to the utmost, and they were supporting one another as they hurried this way.
"It's Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi!"
"And Tongtian, Wang Shu, West Queen Mother..."
Dijiang recognized the newcomers.
The moment the two sides met, all of them fell silent as they looked at one another's wretched states.
Zhen Yuanzi's face, which had always been as light as clouds and gentle as wind, was now filled with grief and exhaustion. He glanced at Zhou Ming and the others, his lips moved, and in the end it turned into a long sigh.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou Ming..."
"What exactly happened? Why is it only the few of you?" Zhou