The Birth of Yun Zhongzi

Time passed uncounted in the Prehistoric World.

Several more yuanhuis passed since the curtain fell on the Witch and Demon clans.

Inside Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun still stood upon the high platform, and his seats were filled with the true spirits of those Great Powers whose bodies had been usurped by transmigrators.

With the Witch-Demon conflict ended and the majority of transmigrators dealt with, it was finally time to let these afflicted innate saints return to the Prehistoric World.

Having lectured on the Dao to everyone for so long, under his meticulous guidance, a few had indeed managed to cultivate the Primordial Dao Fruit.

The Dao Fruit determined a cultivator's upper limit.

Only by possessing the Primordial Dao Fruit would there be no bottlenecks whatsoever in breaking through to the Hun Yuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

Take Yang Mei, for instance.

Having fused with his past-life Dao Fruit, he could advance straight to the Primordial Limitless Grand Unity Golden Immortal without any obstacles.

Aside from Tongtian himself, the ones in Zixiao Palace who had successfully cultivated the Primordial Dao Fruit were Dong Hua and Ran Deng.

"Now that the measure calamity has concluded, it is time for all of you to return to the Prehistoric World."

Hongjun's tone was calm, yet it made the Great Powers present pinch their hearts.

Seeing the awkwardness of everyone present, Hongjun let out a dry laugh:

"What, could it be that you all intend to spend your entire lives in this poor Daoist's Zixiao Palace?"

"Lord, I have no problem going back to the Prehistoric World, but my physical body is still being occupied by that Outer-Heaven Demon!"

Hao Tian hollered.

"Indeed, Shizun, that Outer-Heaven Demon is still occupying my physical body." Tongtian chimed in with successive echoes.

Hearing this, Hong Yun at the side