When Pan Xuan left Mount Buzhou, the Twelve Ancestral Witches' Law Deities had already entered a standoff with Hong Jun's will within the Heavenly Dao space.
The Pangu Phantom stretched across the space outside the Heavenly Dao Core, like an impassable dam, firmly confining Hong Jun's will to the central region.
The Primordial World's daily workings remained entirely unaffected, but the hidden struggle over the Heavenly Dao's authority had quietly begun on a level of laws unknown to others.
A purple-gold Escape Light split the sky as Pan Xuan sped southeast.
His first stop on this journey was the East Sea Dragon Palace. Before Hong Jun's arrangements could fully unfold, he intended to formally invest the Dragon Clan with the offices of Water God and River Lord.
Ancestral Dragon had long since chosen the candidates for the Four Seas Dragon Kings. All that remained was for him, the Lord of the Divine Dao, to personally bestow the Law Deities and divine seals upon them.
After the Dragon Clan came the Qilin Clan and the Phoenix Clan. Once the investiture of the Three Clans was complete, the Divine Dao System would no longer belong to the Witch Clan alone, but would become a complete order uniting the Primordial World's three ancient races.
As he flew, a sudden surge of violent magical fluctuations came from ahead.
Pan Xuan's brow stirred slightly. He slowed his Escape Light a little and extended his divine sense forward.
Thousands of miles away, four streaks of Escape Light were fleeing in disarray.
Three clouds of different colors and a clear breeze bore four beings who had only recently taken form, desperately fleeing toward the East Sea.
Behind them, two pitch-black Evil Flood Dragons roared in relentless pursuit, their draconic might mingling with bloody baleful energy as it