"After this sermon, I shall merge with the Heavenly Dao. Unless the great tide of heaven and earth manifests, I will not appear in the Prehistoric Era. The Heavenly Dao is incomplete; once I merge with the Dao, heaven and earth will be perfected."
"Dao Ancestor!"
All the great powers wore sorrowful expressions, appearing unwilling to see Hongjun merge with the Dao. Each looked more grief-stricken than the last, yet inwardly, they were all urging Hongjun to merge with the Dao as soon as possible.
A Saint whose combat strength could crush the entire Prehistoric Era was a blade hanging over their heads. If Hongjun truly managed the affairs of the Prehistoric Era, what place would there be for them? They could not wait for Hongjun to leave.
"Brother, these people really know how to put on an act. Can't they be a little more honest?"
Seeing the myriad reactions of the prehistoric powerhouses, Han Xi could no longer stand it. It was simply too hypocritical.
"Hahaha, who would want a blade hanging over their head? Would you?"
Xuan Qing understood their thoughts. If he were in their place, he would probably be no different.
"I'm different. Aren't you sitting above me, Old Brother? I don't think it's a big deal."
"I'm your brother, your family, so naturally it's different. But if I weren't here, and Hongjun were sitting above you, making you watch his expression in everything you did, would you be willing?"
"Absolutely not. If Hongjun tried that, I'd rather fight him to the death."
"Exactly. All living beings have double standards; it is only because this has not happened to them. Still, sometimes one must look at things more objectively." "Oh!"
As Xuan Qing and Han Xi spoke, Haotian's voice spread throughout Zixiao Palace.
"Silence! No clamor