"Your disciples pay their respects, Master."
"Fellow Daoist Dao Xuan."
After arriving at the Blood Sea, the Saints first bowed to Hongjun, then to Dao Xuan, before turning their gazes to Houtu.
They all ignored Minghe.
Minghe had no idea what had happened, but he had a sinking feeling that he was in trouble.
Hadn't I merely exchanged a few heated words with Houtu and gotten into a fight?
Why have all these mighty figures come here?
Where am I? What have I done? What should I do?
Minghe was panicking. Houtu at least had Dao Xuan behind her, but he had no one at all.
Just then, Hongjun suddenly spoke to Dao Xuan. "Dao Xuan, do you intend to defy heaven?"
His tone was cold, devoid of any emotion.
Clearly, this Hongjun was an incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, not Dao Ancestor Hongjun himself.
In fact, whenever Hongjun left Zixiao Palace now, his will would be supplanted by the Heavenly Dao. As its incarnation, nothing he said or did would contain any selfish intent.
Dao Xuan understood this too. At those words, he merely shook his head and said calmly, "I would not dare defy heaven. But beneath the Heavenly Dao, there remains a slender thread of hope. Am I forbidden even to seize that thread for Houtu?"
Although the Saints around them had discerned some of the heavenly secrets and knew that reincarnation was destined to emerge today, there was still much about the particulars that they could not understand.
Seeing Dao Xuan confront "Dao Ancestor Hongjun" so directly, they secretly admired his audacity, yet could not help breaking into a cold sweat for him.
It was said that all beneath the Saints were ants. But after attaining sainthood, whether it was Nuwa, who had used Three-Corpse-Slaying Dao-Proving,