Questioning a Saint, Fuxi and Kunpeng, Qingyuan Reaches the North Sea, Mysterious Tortoise

Chaos.

Wa Huang Heaven.

A figure in black quietly watched the grand hall.

Beneath his calm expression lay indescribable fury.

He took a deep breath.

Qingyuan suppressed the anger in his heart and hastily performed a salute. "This Jie Sect Disciple greets Saint Nuwa!"

"Qingyuan, it has been a long time. Your cultivation has already reached such heights. You truly are a great Anomaly of the Primordial Wilderness. Perhaps one day, you and I may address each other as fellow Daoists."

Inside the Palace of Nuwa.

Saint Nuwa's voice echoed between heaven and earth.

It left the living beings of Wa Huang Heaven, as well as Colorful Cloud, Jade Cloud, Jin Ning, and the other maidservants at her side, utterly shocked.

Address each other as fellow Daoists?

Did Her Ladyship mean that the First Disciple of Intercepting Sect might have a chance to step into Hunyuan in the future?

Hadn't the Saints said during their teachings that Saints were predetermined by Heaven?

The First Disciple of Intercepting Sect was not only a junior.

Moreover, there was no longer any Primordial Violet Qi.

What right did he have to step into the Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm?

Qingyuan's expression remained unchanged, and those words did not disturb his mind.

Indeed.

Though he had used methods to conceal his aura.

Even a Saint standing before him would struggle to fully discern his true foundation.

What he revealed in battle, however, could not be hidden.

He had effortlessly suppressed Ancestral Witch Gonggong and single-handedly contended against numerous great powers of the Demon Heavenly Court. Such methods were no longer those of an ordinary Three-Corpse-Severed Quasi-Saint.

Anyone bold enough could guess that he had encountered a deeper opportunity.

He only hated that the Demon Race had suddenly slaughtered the Human Race.

And that