Hongjun Awakens

Hongjun awakened. Zhou Qing instantly understood, warning bells in his heart screaming.

This was an ancient existence born together with chaos, one who wielded the Great Dao of Karma, his strength unfathomably deep.

"Senior." Zhou Qing steadied his mind, neither servile nor overbearing. The God-Beating Whip lay across in front of him, while the Chaos Bell hung above his head, clear light spilling down to shield his own karma.

"No need to be nervous." The outline of the Karma Demon God swayed slightly, as if he smiled. "If I meant you harm, the moment you stepped into this Domain of Karma, you would already have fallen into a reincarnation beyond all hope of redemption. I have appeared only out of curiosity, and also because I want to... chat."

"Chat?"

"That's right. It has been a long time since I met a little fellow carrying such a clear brand of the Heavenly Dao, yet not one of those old opponents."

The Karma Demon God's voice carried reminiscence.

"Are Zhang Hao and Hongjun well?"

Zhou Qing's heart stirred, and he answered cautiously, "They're gone."

"Heh, as expected." The Karma Demon God did not seem surprised. His tone held a trace of complicated emotion—something like sighing, something like mockery, and also a faint, almost imperceptible nostalgia.

"The Heavenly Dao of the Prehistoric World and I could be considered old acquaintances, and also opponents."

"He wielded order and wove the mandate of heaven; I toyed with karma and tugged at fate."

"Our Daos were different, yet we dealt with each other for countless years."

"Why is Senior telling this junior these things?" Zhou Qing asked.

"Because I'm bored, and because it's interesting." The Karma Demon God's figure seemed to grow a little clearer. He "looked" at Zhou Qing, and also "looked" past him toward