Hongjun's Test

"Second Brother, are you all right?"

Seeing Yuanshi revive, Laozi and Tongtian hurried forward and asked with concern.

Hearing his two brothers' voices, Yuanshi Tianzun's body trembled slightly.

He said nothing. He merely clenched his teeth tightly, fists balled as his nails dug deeply into his palms.

His brothers' concern brought Yuanshi little comfort. Instead, it felt like a resounding slap across the face, reminding him just how miserable his defeat had been.

Meanwhile, within Primordial Chaos, inside the Violet Firmament Palace.

The Jade Disc of Creation floated in midair, casting down myriad streams of clear light that made the entire hall seem dreamlike and illusory.

Hongjun sat cross-legged upon a purple cushion. His eyes, which seemed capable of seeing through antiquity and the future and comprehending all things, gazed coldly through the endless Primordial Chaos at everything happening on Mount Buzhou.

When he saw Yuanshi's physical body blasted apart by Zhu Rong's sword, Hongjun's brows furrowed deeply despite himself.

"Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal... they actually truly reached this point."

A rare ripple stirred within Hongjun's heart.

After merging with Heaven's Way, he had believed himself to be in control of the Primordial World's greater currents.

The Three Pure Ones becoming Sages, the two Western Sages taking their places, Nuwa creating humanity—all of it had been within his calculations.

Only the Twelve Ancestral Witches were variables entirely beyond his control, like pieces on a chessboard that refused to obey.

Because they had mastered another path to proving the Dao.

And now, it seemed that they had succeeded in traversing that path!

"If they are allowed to develop like this, and all Twelve Ancestral Witches become Primordial Daluo Golden Immortals before setting up the Twelve Capitals Divine Baleful Formation to summon the Pangu True Body... then even I, Heaven's Way's