Hongjun usually remained in Heaven Beyond Heaven. Unless something major happened, he would not appear in the Primordial World.
Had he come to stand up for the Ancestral Witches or the Three Pure Ones?
Everyone was bewildered and uncertain, guessing at Hongjun's purpose in appearing.
"Dao Ancestor Hongjun..." The four Ancestral Witches looked at the gray-robed Daoist before them. For the first time, his figure seemed so towering.
The eight Demon Gods, the Four Cardinal Sacred Beasts, the three hundred and sixty-five Demon Sages, and the hundreds of millions in the Demon Race Army all turned their eyes toward Dao Ancestor Hongjun at the center of the battlefield.
The prestige of Hongjun the Saint...
To the creatures of the Primordial World, his name thundered in their ears.
The sensation caused by his attainment of sainthood remained vivid in their memories even now.
"Spirit Vine Daoist Friend, it has been a long time." Daoist Hongjun's expression was calm. Even surrounded by the gazes of hundreds of millions of demons, he remained unmoved.
Such was the might of a Saint. Even without saying a word, his presence alone was enough to intimidate everyone.
"It has been a while. Daoist Friend Hongjun, what brings you here?" Vine Dao Venerable Lin Tian narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke slowly.
"You cannot kill the Ancestral Witches," Daoist Hongjun said evenly, his piercing gaze fixed on the Vine Dao Venerable.
Though softly spoken, his words carried the unquestionable authority of a Saint. The creatures of the Primordial World had no choice but to heed them.
Vine Dao Venerable Lin Tian sneered, glanced at the four Ancestral Witches behind Hongjun, and said, "My mind is made up."
Hongjun remained calm and silent.
He gave a soft sigh. "Why must you do this?"
Hongjun represented the Heavenly Dao.