The Truth Behind Hongjun's Union with the Dao (Please Leave a Comment)

Although Kunpeng Ancestor had broadened his horizons since arriving at Purple Cloud Palace and discovered that his modest cultivation was truly not worth mentioning,

his innate talent for extreme speed was there for all to see.

As Yuanfeng's legitimate son of the Phoenix Clan and its former crown prince, he was proficient in spatial divine abilities and possessed unparalleled speed.

Thus, while the other Grand Luo Immortals were fighting fiercely, he shamelessly launched a sneak attack and snatched away a Great Dao Mat.

It was the fifth Great Bliss Dao Mat.

Though the peak Grand Luo whose prize had been stolen was furious, there was nothing he could do. He simply could not catch up.

Besides, no matter what methods were used, only the outcome mattered here.

Since Kunpeng Ancestor had seized the Great Dao Mat, its ownership had already been decided.

No matter how much that peak Grand Luo hated it, he had no recourse but to swallow his anger.

Meanwhile, relying on the fact that he was the first red cloud between heaven and earth, Red Cloud Hermit transformed into ten thousand red clouds. With the protection of the Earth Book belonging to Zhen Yuanzi, the Ancestor of Earth Immortals, he reached the sixth Great Dao Mat in an instant—the Nirvana Mat—swept it away, and sat upon it.

Seeing that the final two Great Dao Mats had also found their owners, everyone could only helplessly withdraw their divine abilities and magical power, returning in dejection with faces full of bad luck.

To them, this great melee had been nothing but drawing water with a bamboo basket. They had played the role of extras, running alongside from start to finish and fighting for nothing.

If Taiyi had been here, he would surely have smiled without saying a word.

Did they really think they could lay hands on the positions Hongjun Daozu had personally designated for the Great Dao Mats?

Eat when it was time to eat, drink when it was time to drink, wash when it was time to wash, sleep when it was time to sleep.

When Red Cloud Hermit saw this situation, he immediately could not sit still and wanted to rise and return the Great Dao Mat.

The only reason he had joined the scramble was because everyone else was fighting for them. Wouldn't I look a little strange if I didn't?

Being naturally restless, Red Cloud Hermit had thus joined in the snatching.

As for the Red Cloud Hermit who was born free-spirited and lazy by nature, it was not necessarily true that he valued this Great Dao Mat all that much.

If there was a first person between heaven and earth to lie flat, it would undoubtedly be Red Cloud Hermit.

The man did not even care much about an Opportunity to attain Dao, so why would he care about a mere mat?

Had he come here to hear a lecture?

No, he had come purely to have fun.

Red Cloud Ancestor was just that willful.

Still, he had the qualifications to be willful.

He had attained Dao as the first red cloud between heaven and earth.

Moreover, with Zhen Yuanzi, the Ancestor of Earth Immortals who possessed Great Destiny, as his close friend, even the Three Pure Ones would have to consider the consequences of attacking Red Cloud.

When Zhen Yuanzi beside him saw Red Cloud's movement, he was immediately dumbfounded, his face full of confusion.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough to press Red Cloud Hermit back onto the Seat of the Great Dao of Stillness, glaring at him.

"Red Cloud, what are you doing? We fought so hard to seize this treasure."

"If you want to be kind, at least pick the right time!"

Zhen Yuanzi was so angry that his beard bristled and his eyes bulged.

He knew his friend was innately kind and sincere-hearted, but there was no need to be this selfless, was there?

Are you stupid?

Even if you want to be kind, you could give it to me!

Am I, your closest friend, somehow inferior to those strangers?

Zhen Yuanzi's face was full of frustration.

After receiving such a barrage from his close friend Zhen Yuanzi, Red Cloud Hermit gave an embarrassed smile and did not dare make any further moves.

The Grand Luo Immortals who had still held some expectations were deeply disappointed at this sight. Shaking their heads, they no longer hoped for anything and scattered throughout the various Space-Time Realm layers of Purple Cloud Palace.

Only some Grand Luo Immortals remained unwilling to accept it, their eyes fixed tightly on the Great Dao Mats beneath the six people's backsides. The more they looked, the more unbalanced they felt.

Those with quick wits began moving about quietly, secretly inciting other Grand Luo Immortals to attack together and reassign ownership.

As the six Great Dao Mats settled into their owners' hands, the Heavenly Dao's trajectory turned. Karma bound them, fate drew them onward, and the script for the future history of the Primordial Wilderness had already been determined.

Hidden deep within Purple Cloud Palace's dojo, Hongjun sensed that the auras of the six had all become bound to the evolution of their future fate trajectories, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"So what if it is the Heavenly Dao? Not to mention that you are merely an incomplete Heavenly Dao now—even if you were whole and flawless, what would I, Hongjun, have to fear?"

"The six Great Dao Mats must all belong to members of the Eastern Mystic Sect founded by me, Hongjun. The Western Two Sages dare lay claim to them? They seek to divide my Mystic Sect's destiny!"

Before him appeared a timeline of the future Primordial Wilderness, showing the Western Duo leaving the Mystic Sect, establishing the Western Sect, and dividing the destiny of the Eastern Mystic Sect.

With the Eastern Mystic Sect's destiny insufficient, Hongjun was left with no choice but to unite himself with the Dao and repay the karma owed to the Heavenly Dao.

In the end, he would be eroded by the Heavenly Dao and become a puppet spokesperson under its control, unable to be free, trapped in the Cage Realm, reduced to a corpse-guarding dog.

Even though he had seen this scene many times, it still made Hongjun grit his teeth in secret.

He had originally been one of the Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods. Unable to stop Daoist Pangu from opening heaven and attaining the Great Dao, he could only flee in panic into the newly opened Primordial World and be reincarnated.

Yet he had once been a Chaos Demon God, with a profound foundation. His cultivation had even touched the realm of the Hunyuan Limitless Grand Luo Golden Immortal, the so-called Heavenly Dao Realm.

Naturally, he did not regard an incomplete Primordial Heavenly Dao as worthy of notice.

Hongjun had no desire to unite himself with the Dao, offering up all his cultivation to the newborn Heavenly Dao of the Primordial Wilderness and fulfilling its ambitions.

Whoever wanted to unite themselves with the Dao could go do it!

In any case, Hongjun certainly would not!

After giving that future Primordial Wilderness timeline one last look, Daoist Hongjun sneered inwardly and waved his hand to disperse it. His lips moved, transmitting a sage's voice.

Jade Pool and Haotian, the two attendants, had also received Sage Hongjun's decree. They immediately appeared within Purple Cloud Palace and proclaimed to the Three Thousand Purple Cloud Guests, "By the decree of the Sage Master, no disturbances are permitted within Purple Cloud Palace."

At once, the Grand Luo Immortals who had been itching to make a move against the Great Dao Mats beneath the Three Pure Ones, Nüwa, Kunpeng, and Red Cloud instantly lost their nerve and sighed inwardly.

Before the Sage had spoken, they might have been able to play dumb and pretend not to know the unspoken rule of seizing opportunities in a Sage's dojo.

Now that the Sage had rendered his judgment, if they still failed to recognize when to advance and retreat and forcibly demanded the opportunity, they would be showing no respect to Sage Hongjun.

Since they refused to preserve their dignity, Sage Hongjun would help them preserve it.

When the time came, humiliating themselves before so many fellow Daoists would mean losing face beyond all recovery and suffering a complete social death across the future Primordial Continent.

Hidden in the deepest part of Purple Cloud Palace's dojo, Hongjun saw that everyone had submitted without making any further moves and that the six Great Dao Mats had found their owners.

He then prepared to reveal his Sage Dharma Body and lecture on the Sage's Dao to the "fated ones" of the Primordial Wilderness, completing the task directed by the Heavenly Dao and eliminating part of the karma.

At the same time, he would kill two birds with one stone by gathering the destiny of the Primordial Wilderness's great powers and using it to deduce his own path toward further advancement.

Yet just as Hongjun was about to move, his pair of long brows suddenly furrowed as he looked beyond Purple Cloud Palace's gates.

There, two travel-worn and bedraggled figures suddenly charged from the chaos toward the gates of Purple Cloud Palace.