Hongjun Was Afraid

Kunlun Mountain was deathly silent.

That Primordial Chaos Heavenly Tribulation, enough to make the entire Primordial Wilderness tremble, had been forcibly "eaten" by some bizarre thing called the "Heaven-Burying Seal."

The sky cleared once more, and sunlight spilled down again, yet not a single living being felt any warmth.

It was as though a slab of ten-thousand-year black ice had been stuffed into everyone's heart, chilling them to the point of shivering.

Guangchengzi stood there blankly. He could clearly feel the vast mana within him, newly born and belonging to a Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal, rapidly stabilizing.

He had succeeded.

He had truly attained the Dao of Primordial Chaos!

Yet he felt not the slightest joy—only the dazed relief of surviving the calamity, and terror that seeped into his very bones.

He raised his head and looked toward the figure who had walked out of Yuxu Palace, the master who called himself the Primordial Heavenly Demon.

This master of his even dared to bury the Heavenly Dao!

What kind of existence was he?

After that brief dead silence, someone before Yuxu Palace was the first to recover, letting out a shriek of wild delight.

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother has attained the Dao!"

"A Sage! Our Chan Teachings has produced another Sage!"

That cry was like a spark tossed into a powder keg.

All the Chan Teachings disciples were hurled in an instant from the abyss of despair into the clouds of ecstasy!

"Congratulations to Senior Brother for attaining Primordial Chaos!"

"Hahaha! The Chan Teachings shall flourish! Heaven has not forsaken our Chan Teachings!"

True Man Taiyi laughed until tears streamed from his eyes. Pointing at the Rogue Cultivators outside the mountain who had been so aggressive just moments ago, he cursed, "See that? A pack of trash! Our Chan Teachings