After the Primordial Seven Heavenly Mandate Saints had successively attained sainthood, if there was anyone in the Primordial World who was most anxious, it was undoubtedly Ancestor Hong Yun.
He had once believed his fortune ran deep. Having obtained the last strand of Primordial Violet Qi, he had thought that with the Foundation for Becoming a Saint, even if he wasn't a Heavenly Mandate Saint, he would surely become a saint in due course. But hundreds of thousands of years had passed. The Three Pure Ones and the others had all become saints, and even Houtu of the Witch Clan had merged into reincarnation and become the Lord of the Earthly Dao, Saint Pingxin. Yet the violet qi in his soul remained utterly still.
No matter how he studied it, the violet qi seemed like a lifeless object. It had never so much as trembled.
Before all the saints had taken their places, he had still been able to calmly meditate. But now that he was the only one left, he could no longer settle his mind.
After much hesitation, he decided to leave seclusion and explain his plans to his close friend, Zhenyuanzi, the master of Wuzhuang Temple.
Over the past hundreds of thousands of years, Hong Yun had suggested returning to his own sanctuary at Huoyun Cave, but Zhenyuanzi had always persuaded him to stay. Apart from the time of Di Jun's wedding, neither of them had left the territory of Longevity Mountain. But now that the thought had entered Hong Yun's mind, he couldn't suppress it. He truly didn't want to keep cultivating without direction.
Zhenyuanzi could see that his friend seemed determined this time. Further attempts to dissuade him might have no effect. Besides, he knew that the other saints had taken their places while Hong