In the Primordial World, within the Purple Heavens Palace.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun's eyes were bloodshot. The Heavenly Dao had tormented him until his mind descended into confusion.
It had not been this severe before.
But after suffering the twin blows dealt by Daochen and Luo Hou, he could no longer think clearly.
Faced with this, he was powerless.
Though the Heavenly Dao would devour his mind sooner or later.
Every moment of clarity he could preserve still counted.
Just as agony tormented him, he suddenly sensed three mighty powers approaching the Primordial World, while the Heavenly Dao kept sending him warnings.
At the same time, the confusion in his eyes gradually receded, and clarity slowly returned.
For some reason, the Heavenly Dao had actually let him go.
"Hmm?"
He found himself reluctant to let go of this comfort.
Free from the Heavenly Dao's erosion, able to feel his own strength-this was what he wanted. Unfortunately, he did not know how long it would last.
He received a wisp of heavenly Dao will.
He looked beyond the Primordial World in bewilderment. "Kill Daochen? Destroy his two younger brothers?"
"Have they returned after becoming Sages?"
At that thought, both shock and fear seized him.
Naturally, he was shocked that Daochen had truly accomplished it.
What frightened him was that Daochen, that monstrous prodigy, kept growing stronger. He was beginning to doubt whether he could really eliminate him.
The moment they stepped into the Primordial World.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun vanished from the Purple Heavens Palace.
"Daochen, there is no passage here. Why not return to Chaos?"
Dao Ancestor Hongjun sighed softly.
If the three of them remained in Chaos, he believed the Heavenly Dao's apprehension might grant him a little breathing room.
Daochen looked at Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who had suddenly appeared, his