What Gives You the Nerve to Fight Me When You Know Nothing? The Dao Ancestor's Confidence, the First Signs of Defeat

Hongjun withdrew his finger.

He stood within Chaos, his towering figure seeming to burst through the sight of all living beings, yet his brow furrowed.

He had hit him.

He had struck Qingyuan more than once.

The hole in his shoulder, the hole in his left chest, the hole at his waist—he had seen every wound clearly...

And the darkness spilling from those pierced wounds was indeed the aura of the New Primordial Wilderness.

Yet he could not bring himself to feel happy.

He could sense that something within Qingyuan's body was still operating.

That thing ran deep—so deep that even his divine sense could not probe its depths.

That thing was heavy—so heavy that even his Half-Step Great Dao Realm could not suppress it.

It contained Great Dao Laws, time, space, Destiny, Karma, and countless Dimensions layered together into something he could not see through.

Hunyuan Imperishable Spirit Light.

Hongjun's pupils contracted.

That was one of the cores required to enter the true Daluo Realm.

It was a majestic power truly capable of breaking the Time Line's cycle and shattering Destiny and Karma.

Qingyuan had suffered so many wounds, yet that thing had not wavered in the slightest from beginning to end.

His attacks had pierced Qingyuan's flesh, but they had not harmed Qingyuan's foundation.

His beams had bored through Qingyuan's form, yet Qingyuan's Hunyuan Imperishable Spirit Light had not even trembled.

It felt as though he had shattered a wall with all his strength, only to find a mountain standing behind it after he charged through.

Hongjun pressed his lips together.

He had plotted for countless Yuan Hui.

From the Dragon-Han Initial Tribulation to the Witch-Demon Tribulation, from the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation to the Journey to the West Calamity, he had schemed step by step, laid