What other scheme could there be?
The Evil God Cults still surviving today had been defeated by Great Yin.
Great Yin had been defeated by the Myriad Calamities Dao Court.
Now a pack of beaten dogs had colluded, doing no more than huddling together for warmth and plotting to overthrow the Dao Court.
Hong Yuan merely smiled when he heard this, then immediately put it out of his mind.
The Evil God Cults and the Yun Family remnants were enemies of the Three Hubs Bureau, not his.
He had never taken an enemy he had defeated to heart.
Even though their efforts to collect the Yu Emperor's dismembered remains had already given Hong Yuan a vague idea of what they intended.
Against the strength Hong Yuan had displayed, even Great Yin's eight hundred years of accumulated resources, Di Yin, and six Omnipotents who had mastered all three paths of True Art, Pill Path, and Astral Body had been easily suppressed, despite joining forces.
If the Yun Family remnants and the Evil God Cults had any brains at all, they would understand one thing: their own strength-or rather, the strength available in this world-could no longer defeat the Myriad Calamities Daoist.
They could only turn their gaze beyond the heavens.
Hong Yuan would not stop them. He even felt a trace of anticipation. If those people truly managed to open a passage beyond the heavens, he would only applaud.
It was not that Hong Yuan already considered himself invincible, dismissing even the world the Yu Emperor came from, that realm rumored to possess mighty immortals and manifest gods and buddhas.
He was not that arrogant yet.
It was simply that, even if he proved no match, he had a way out. More than one, in fact.
The first was naturally the