At that moment.
In Zixiao Palace, amid Chaos.
"Oh...?"
A soft murmur of surprise rang out.
Then Hongjun frowned slightly.
"What an unusual formation..."
With his discerning eye, he could naturally tell that a formation was responsible for Duobao's increased strength.
The crux of the matter was that this formation could temporarily grant a Quasi-Sage the strength of a Saint...
This... was rather inconceivable.
Even Hongjun narrowed his eyes at that moment and studied it for a long time.
Yet he still could not fathom its mysteries.
This formation was profoundly intricate.
Hongjun could roughly discern that it involved no fewer than eight sage Dao principles.
Moreover, half of those eight sage Dao principles were beyond even his ability to see through.
Now that was interesting.
Where exactly had this formation come from...?
Was it from the person standing behind the Interception Sect?
Actually, when Zhao Gongming first appeared, the demonic qi surging with his movements had aroused Hongjun's suspicions.
Could this be that person?
But clearly, it was not.
Though that demonic qi was powerful, it was the polar opposite of Demon Ancestor Luohu's in the past.
The demonic qi Zhao Gongming revealed was wild, proud, and fearlessly solitary.
Even as a demon, he was a great demon with courage and principles.
Luohu, on the other hand, embodied madness and destruction.
A fiend bent on destroying virtually everything.
The two differed fundamentally, so they naturally could not be lumped together.
Hongjun had quickly noticed this.
And thus ruled out that possibility.
Yet after observing for the past few days, Hongjun had truly found some traces.
Traces of Luohu.
Every sign seemed to point to this.
Luohu...
Seemed to truly still be alive.
After discovering this, Hongjun paid even closer attention.
Demon Ancestor Luohu...
That name had lain buried in