The mighty figures present fell silent as cicadas in winter, their eyes fixed on Ancestor Minghe, who was being scorched by endless Golden Crow Divine Flame in Daochen's hand.
Before the battle had even begun, they had already lost one of the Primordial World's foremost mighty figures.
How were they supposed to fight this battle?
How many of them would still be alive by the end?
The mighty figures of the Primordial World exchanged glances, each seeing profound apprehension in the others' eyes.
"Fellow Daoist, I, Kunpeng, withdraw from today's affair!"
Seeing Ancestor Minghe reduced to such a state sent a shiver through Kunpeng's heart.
He immediately announced his departure, turned around aboard the Demon Master Palace, and left without the slightest intention of lingering.
As Kunpeng departed, the other mighty figures of the Primordial World began leaving as well.
Precious as primordial purple qi was, none of them wanted to throw away their lives for a single strand.
Better to cling to a wretched life than die a glorious death.
That saying held true anywhere!
"Thank you for lending your aid today, Daoist Brother!"
Seeing all the mighty figures leave in the blink of an eye, Zhen Yuanzi breathed a sigh of relief.
At last, Hongyun's strand of primordial purple qi was safe.
"No need for thanks. This was what we agreed upon. Hongyun has weathered this tribulation today; I only hope you will not forget our agreement in the days to come."
Daochen chuckled.
The mighty figures pursuing Hongyun had departed, and the instant they left, his three fragments of time law had appeared within his dantian sea of consciousness.
Once he returned and refined them, he might well reach minor mastery of time law.
"Of course. Once I have escorted Hongyun back to the Five Villages Temple