Zhunti had never imagined that he would encounter the Devil Ancestor.
No, encounter was not the right word, because no figure had appeared before him at that moment, but...
"Boy, keep your nose out of this, or... when I return someday, I will destroy your religious lineage!" Without exchanging any more words with Zhunti, another warning came from the black passage. Then a humming rang out, and all the demonic energy lingering there poured into the passage. Immediately afterward, it closed and vanished.
"..." Having been warned, Zhunti stood with his mouth slightly open, an extraordinary array of expressions crossing his face.
I, Saint Zhunti, actually got threatened by a devil today.
Do I have no dignity?
You told me not to meddle because you don't want me telling the Dao Ancestor about this, right? Fine, then I'll... I'll keep it from him.
Just this once, to avoid sparking a second conflict between Dao and demons and bringing suffering upon the beings of the Primordial World, I'll endure this slight and sacrifice a little dignity.
Alas!
With that thought, Zhunti sighed inwardly, raised two fingers, closed his eyes, and murmured, "Saint Zhunti, of boundless compassion and immeasurable merit!"
Whoosh! With that, Zhunti transformed into a streak of sacred light and shot into the heavens, leaving the place.
Meanwhile, after obtaining the so-called Liquid of Extreme Evil, Haotian and Yaochi naturally found a secluded place and prepared to sever their corpses.
Haotian was Hongjun's attendant. Although he had only severed his good corpse, he had accumulated enough cultivation; he simply had yet to comprehend the evil within himself. Now that he had obtained this treasure through a "fortunate coincidence," allowing him to sever his corpse of evil and become a two-corpse Quasi-Saint, how could he possibly sit still?
Naturally, he