Time slipped by.
In the blink of an eye, a hundred years had passed.
Wuzhuang Temple.
"Brother, it's time for me to set out."
Hong Yun turned to Zhenyuanzi.
After seeing Jieyin and Zhunti of the Western Lands attain Sagehood, Hong Yun had been filled with countless emotions.
Of the seven who possessed Primordial Violet Qi, six had already attained Sagehood. He alone had gained no insight at all into the path to becoming a Saint.
Because of this, Hong Yun had resolved to leave Wuzhuang Temple after a hundred years and travel the Primordial Land in search of his Saint-Making Opportunity.
Now, the time had come.
Hearing Hong Yun's words, Zhenyuanzi furrowed his brows and said gravely,
"Brother, are you truly unwilling to stay here at Wuzhuang Temple any longer?"
Hong Yun smiled faintly.
"Ever since the Dao Ancestor's third lecture, I've stayed in your Dao Field."
"All those long years passed in the blink of an eye."
"Now it's time for me to travel the world. Perhaps I'll find the opportunity to become a Saint that belongs to me!"
Seeing that Hong Yun had made up his mind, Zhenyuanzi took a deep breath and stopped trying to persuade him.
"Very well."
"Then take care on your journey, brother."
As he spoke, Zhenyuanzi's brows knitted tightly.
Though Hong Yun carried Primordial Violet Qi, the Foundation of the Great Dao, and was very likely to become the next Saint, the Primordial Violet Qi was both an opportunity and a danger.
Now, the Six Saints of the Heavens had appeared.
Of the seven strands of Primordial Violet Qi Hongjun had distributed at Zixiao Palace, only the one Hong Yun carried remained. Countless eyes were fixed on him.
Here at Wuzhuang Temple, with Zhenyuanzi holding down the fort, no one dared act