"The coming Journey to the West Calamity will be the chessboard for our contest."
The figure paid no heed to Hongjun's reaction. With a wave of his hand, he displayed the images of Tang Sanzang and his companions before them.
"Are these fellows the protagonists of this Great Calamity?"
As he looked at Tang Sanzang and his companions, there was some curiosity in his voice.
"Come at me however you please. None of your methods can possibly affect my plans."
Though Hongjun's expression was rather grim, if their chessboard was to be this Journey to the West Calamity, he truly had little to worry about.
Within the Primordial World, did he really need to fear this old adversary of his?
"Hahaha! Just watch what I can do!"
The figure burst into laughter and waved his hand, shifting the scene before them to the black hole.
At that very moment, someone walked out of the black hole.
The newcomer looked utterly serene, yet for some inexplicable reason, he possessed an allure that drew others toward depravity.
"How time flies. I never imagined that, after all these years, I would still be able to return to the Primordial World."
He sighed and slowly walked away.
"Jinnaluo? I wondered why I hadn't sensed his presence for so long. So he ended up in your hands."
Hongjun snorted coldly as he watched the man emerge from the black hole.
Hongjun still remembered quite a bit about this man who had walked out of the black hole.
Jinnaluo had been a disciple of Buddha Tathagata. Later, for some unknown reason, he had begun contemplating betraying Spirit Mountain.
But before Jinnaluo could act, he had vanished completely from the Primordial World.
The incident had caught Hongjun's attention at the time, but after his investigation yielded nothing,