Within the Primordial Wilderness.
Five figures stepped out from a rift in the torn-open void.
Luohu, Hongjun, Destiny, Karma, and Yang Mei, who walked at the very front.
Yang Mei turned to look at Hongjun.
"How do we condense this authority of the Heavenly Dao?"
"Do you need the few of us to lend a hand?"
Hongjun shook his head slightly, that gaunt face showing neither sorrow nor joy.
"There is no need to trouble you all."
"My Primordial Spirit was once joined as one with the Heavenly Dao. Through countless Kalpas, it has long since left an indelible brand."
"I need only use my Primordial Spirit to communicate with the Primordial Wilderness's heaven and earth, and I can gather these scattered authorities anew and add them to myself."
Luohu gave a cold snort.
Luohu gave a cold snort from the side, impatience written all over his face.
"Then what are we waiting for?"
"Hurry up and start. Don't waste time here."
"Zhou Ming could return at any moment. That brat is Hunyuan Wuji now. One step too late, and all of us will have to answer for it here."
Hongjun nodded and said no more. He turned and gazed toward the center of the Primordial Wilderness continent.
"To Buzhou Mountain."
"It was transformed from Pangu's spine, and it is also the pillar of the Primordial Wilderness's heaven and earth, the absolute center where Destiny/Fortune and laws converge."
"Communicating with heaven and earth there will be fastest, and the authority drawn in will also be the most complete."
Yang Mei had no objection. His figure flickered, and he had already vanished from the spot.
The other four followed closely behind, turning into streaks of flowing light as they sped toward Buzhou Mountain.
At the summit of Buzhou Mountain.
Hongjun