In Zixiao Palace,
inside the orb of light,
As the Heavenly Dao incarnation Hong Jun finished speaking, Daoist Hong Jun, trapped inside the orb of light, looked crestfallen. Thinking of what he had done before, he wanted nothing more than to go back in time and slap himself.
Why had he kept splitting apart and undermining his disciples?
Look where that got him!
His six disciples had been forcibly divided into four factions.
Every day, they were watching out for one another, either afraid someone would scheme against them or trying to figure out how to scheme against someone else.
They hadn't even noticed that someone had broken into their own master's home.
That's right!
Exactly!
Back when he and Daoist Yang Mei had fallen out, he'd thought he had the upper hand. He'd beaten that fellow so badly that he didn't dare return to the Primordial World and could only wander through Chaos.
Who could have guessed that he'd been waiting in secret for an opportunity?
As an incarnation of the Hollow Yang Willow, he was so skilled at traversing space that even Pangu had been helpless against him.
And so,
when Yang Mei hid in space and suddenly attacked while Hong Jun was merging with the Dao, Hong Jun hadn't had the slightest chance to react.
Not only had Yang Mei stolen his place as the one merged with the Dao, he'd imprisoned Hong Jun in Zixiao Palace, where he could watch him toy with his disciples as he pleased.
Watching Sect Leader Tongtian get set up and surrounded by others in particular made Hong Jun feel like he was about to spit blood.
Tongtian was his favorite disciple, after all!
The Four Immortal Slaying Swords and the Six Souls Banner—weren't they both weapons that made people green