Kunpeng and the others followed Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Dijun onward. The closer they came to the majestic palace beneath the Fusang Tree, the stronger that elusive pressure became.
By the end, Qinyuan and Yingzhao, the two women with the weakest cultivation among them, were drenched in sweat.
"What's wrong, fellow Daoists?"
Eastern Emperor Taiyi was taken aback by the state of Qinyuan and Yingzhao. Then he understood, and with a wave of his hand, a golden barrier appeared around everyone.
The pressure enveloping them instantly vanished.
"Whew... thank you for your help, fellow Daoist Taiyi."
As the trembling deep within their bloodlines subsided, Yingzhao and Qinyuan both let out long sighs of relief.
That oppressive feeling had been unbearable.
"That pressure nearly did me in."
The moment she recovered, the livelier Qinyuan playfully stuck out her tongue.
"It's nothing. Visit our elder brother more often, and you'll get used to it over time."
Eastern Emperor Taiyi explained with a smile.
"You mean that pressure came from Daochen? Then why don't the two of you have it?"
Yingzhao picked up the conversation and asked.
"We don't know either. It might have something to do with that time our elder brother went into seclu-"
Eastern Emperor Taiyi was interrupted halfway through.
"Shut up!"
Dijun snapped coldly, then turned to Kunpeng, Yingzhao, Qinyuan, and the others with a smile. "Let's hurry. Our elder brother must be getting impatient."
"We spoke out of turn. Please don't take offense, fellow Daoist Dijun. We'll follow you to meet Divine Lord Daochen right away."
Yingzhao was startled by Dijun's reaction, but she soon put it out of her mind and continued toward the Sun God Palace behind him.
The Primordial World was boundless. Even Dao Ancestor Hongjun could not say exactly how vast it was.
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