"The time has come..."
"It is time to act!"
As Hongjun's words fell, a chilling gleam suddenly shot from his eyes, which had been as still as an ancient well, striking terror into the soul.
In that instant, an immeasurably vast aura tore through the eternal silence of Zixiao Palace.
Heavenly Dao Laws surged around Hongjun, and the entire Zixiao Palace trembled faintly.
It was as though even Heaven and Earth themselves shuddered before the will of this Dao Ancestor.
That aura swept outward in a mighty torrent, carrying might powerful enough to crush all things and scattering the chaotic currents filling the hall.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun was getting serious.
And in the next moment, Hongjun had no need to say anything more.
A streak of light flashed into being and landed soundlessly within Zixiao Palace.
Amid swirling, misty chaos qi, a stooped and aged figure appeared before Hongjun.
The Elder of Chaos.
He had arrived.
The two exchanged a glance, without needless pleasantries or probing.
Everything passed between them unspoken.
The Elder of Chaos nodded slightly, a meaningful, cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
Hongjun nodded in return, his gaze deep and unfathomable.
In the next instant, both figures vanished from Zixiao Palace at once.
One after the other, they streaked across the sky like two meteors, yet made no sound and drew no notice.
Silence returned to Zixiao Palace.
Meanwhile, throughout the Primordial World Heaven and Earth, a storm capable of churning the winds and clouds was already brewing.
Elsewhere.
On Golden Ao Island, within the Interception Sect.
On this day, an entirely different scene unfolded inside Biyou Palace.
Vast swathes of cold light suddenly burst from the depths of Biyou Palace's Main Hall!
The cold light surged like mighty floods, like towering, terrifying