Within the Hall of Ascending Heaven in the Thirty-Three Heavens.
Haotian and Yaochi likewise opened their eyes. They, too, had gained a great deal from the boundless Dao resonance that had spilled out the instant the Chaos Pearl merged with the Hongmeng crystal.
Now that the Hongmeng Heart had been delivered, it was time for them to return to the Purple Heavens Palace and report back.
Yet, for some reason, Haotian suddenly felt reluctant to leave...
His thoughts were filled with all the Xiantian Spiritual Treasures in the Heavenly Court, along with the various innate Spirit Fruits Daochen had brought out to entertain them.
But there was nothing he could do.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun was still waiting in the Purple Heavens Palace. Even if Haotian did not want to return, he had no choice.
"Is the Demon Emperor here? The Twelve Ancestral Witches have come to pay their respects!"
Yet just as Haotian and Yaochi were preparing to leave, a booming voice suddenly rang out beyond the Southern Heavenly Gate.
"The Twelve Ancestral Witches?"
At that rough voice, the expressions of the many Demon Race mighty figures present, and even Haotian and Yaochi, shifted slightly.
Ever since the Twelve Ancestral Witches had fought the Primordial Heavenly Venerable and shattered his sage body,
their fame had been unrivaled throughout the Primordial World, no less imposing than that of the Six Destined Saints. The only one who could stand above them was Demon Emperor Daochen.
After all, even before becoming a sage, Daochen had single-handedly broken the Twelve Ancestral Witches' Pangu true form.
After attaining sagehood, he had even thrashed Laozi with ease.
Who knew just how terrifying Daochen's strength had become?
Even Daochen's brows furrowed slightly, but he gave it no further thought and said directly, "Since you're here, just come