Within Chaos.
Inside Zixiao Palace.
The four figures standing before Hongjun were almost illusory, lacking solidity.
But a closer look revealed Taishang and the other three.
Hongjun had only just reconstructed their bodies, and their strength had yet to return to its peak.
They looked exceedingly weak now.
At that moment, however, all four raised their heads, gazing at Hongjun in the seat of honor. "Teacher..."
Taishang spoke.
He wanted to ask about Luohu, but recalling Hongjun's reaction that day, he ultimately refrained from asking directly. Instead, he asked, "What should we do next?"
Sure enough.
At that question, Hongjun's expression eased considerably.
Although his expression remained grim, he paused for a moment before finally speaking slowly. "We shall discuss this once all of you have recovered."
"As for Luohu, he has now settled in the Primordial World and become a grave threat."
The Four Saints were all somewhat bewildered.
Taishang sighed. "How did it come to this?"
Hongjun narrowed his eyes.
Clearly, he now had a rough idea.
Luohu had lain low until now, and he must have prepared quite a few things.
Today's outcome was certainly not something brought about overnight.
As for Yang Mei's appearance, who knew how long ago he had established contact with Luohu?
But there was one thing Hongjun currently feared.
Was Luohu the only one?
In that battle back then.
He, Daoist Yang Mei, the Yin-Yang Ancestor, and Daoist Qiankun, together with the Six Sages, had joined forces against Luohu alone.
In the end, Luohu had died, but a wisp of his primordial spirit had escaped.
The Yin-Yang Ancestor had perished at that moment.
Yang Mei and Daoist Qiankun had been gravely wounded. Only Hongjun's injuries had been relatively light.
With Luohu's death, the calamity had naturally ended.
Afterward, merit would descend from