"Alas, the wind whispers, the Yi River runs cold; once the brave man departs, he shall never return..."
Watching Hongjun's past self head toward the Primordial World, Tongtian Cult Master suddenly murmured those words.
The moment his voice fell, a pair of sharp eyes turned toward him.
It was Hongjun.
"Disciple, ever since you became a World Lord, we have yet to spar." Hongjun looked at Tongtian Cult Master with an unfathomable gaze.
Tongtian Cult Master's heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained unchanged as he said calmly, "I've seen through it all. I put aside my desire to fight long ago. If you want someone to spar with, go find my disciple."
Xiao Yun obligingly stepped forward beside him. The two Chaos supreme treasures above his head and beneath his feet unleashed terrifying auras, pressing down upon Hongjun in the distance.
Hongjun's mouth twitched. He glared at Tongtian Cult Master. He had seen people relying on their masters, but this was the first time he had seen someone relying on his disciple. What a disgrace.
"Enough, you two. Stop stirring up trouble and watch carefully!" Battle Sage interrupted from the side.
The group immediately fixed their eyes on the Primordial World.
Hongjun's past self was extremely fast. In just a few steps, he had entered the Primordial World.
Boom!
The instant Hongjun's past self stepped into the Primordial World, dark clouds blanketed the sky. Terrifying heavenly punishment rapidly gathered, and a vast heavenly might descended.
"The Chaos Realm has already restarted. You feel threatened too, don't you? Once I attain the Eternal Dao, you won't have to worry about restarting anymore." Hongjun's past self looked up at the heavens and murmured.
He hoped to resolve the enmity between himself and the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial World.
Why