A figure he might never forget for the rest of his life.
His former Teacher, the culprit behind the destruction of Chaos—Dao Ancestor Hongjun!
Before the army suppressing the Dark Turmoil, Tongtian stood tall with his sword in hand. Not far ahead of him lay the strange and ominous Black Mist.
Among the many living beings corrupted by the Black Mist, he saw Hongjun!
Hongjun still looked as he had before the Primordial World was shattered. The Black Mist had not twisted him into something grotesque or rotten; it merely coiled around him, while his eyes had turned scarlet.
Many people corrupted by the Black Mist became monsters who knew only slaughter, but Hongjun had not lost his reason. Moreover, his cultivation had already reached the Reflection Realm.
That was somewhat unusual.
Among the Black Mist creatures attacking the Haoyang Realm, some had higher cultivation than Hongjun. Yet nearly all of them were monsters who knew only destruction and slaughter. Only Hongjun had retained his sanity.
A cold glint flashed through Tongtian's eyes. The Qingping Sword shot forth like a dragon, and vast sword qi surged out, charging straight toward Hongjun.
Hongjun tried to resist, but he was no match for Tongtian.
After all, Tongtian had already entered the Unspeakable Realm.
He was easily defeated by Tongtian.
Yet a cruel, venomous smile remained on his face as he looked at Tongtian as though he were looking at a dead man.
Tongtian frowned. Hongjun's expression made him uneasy.
In his memory, Hongjun had always been a deeply calculating man who never acted without a plan.
For him to appear so openly, and to show not the slightest fear even after being defeated... it was far too abnormal!
"Hongjun, I never expected that you and I would meet again in this realm."