The Dao Ancestor's Wariness, Pressuring Hongjun to Return the Great Dao Hall, Heavenly Dao Saints, Cease Hostilities!!

Deep within Chaos, Zixiao Palace.

Outside the enormous rift in the void, Dao Ancestor Hongjun suddenly sat cross-legged on a cushion.

His eyes flickered with cold, terrifying ferocity.

Just as he was about to cripple Empress Pingxin, the Earthly Dao Saint, his expression abruptly changed.

He was stunned at first, then revealed a solemn expression.

He stopped what he was doing.

He raised his head, his cold and sharp eyes fixed upon the scene outside the Netherworld.

He did not continue trying to abolish the Earthly Dao Saint, Pingxin.

Nor did he say a word.

This scene left the Heavenly Dao Saints deeply puzzled.

Before the Saints could ask anything, the rift vanished without a trace, and the Dao Ancestor's figure disappeared.

"Great Love Heavenly Venerate, you have quite the nerve. After being killed so many times, you still dare to show yourself. Do you truly think you can never die?"

Within Zixiao Palace, Hongjun sneered repeatedly.

He suddenly stared at the figure that had appeared in the hall, while increasingly powerful and terrifying killing intent surged from his body.

The atmosphere throughout Zixiao Palace froze into something almost tangible, so oppressive that it could crush the entire Primordial Wilderness.

Yet the figure standing opposite Hongjun burst into hearty laughter.

"Hahahahahaha! Fellow Daoist Hongjun, if you could truly kill me, I would not have resurrected time and again after dying."

Qingyuan smiled and said lightly, "Today, I have come to ask Fellow Daoist for something."

"If Fellow Daoist cannot refine it, why not return it to me?"

He was calm and composed, as though he had not entered some perilous den.

Instead, it seemed as though he were chatting with a friend he had not seen for a long time.

"Defeated foe, if you wish to take it back, defeat