Inside Zixiao Palace.
Hongjun sat dumbfounded, his gaze fixed on Primordial World Heaven and Earth.
What on earth was going on?
What had happened in the Primordial World while I was in seclusion?
I told you to interfere with the witch-demon tribulation, not to take part in it yourselves!
With countless questions filling his mind, Hongjun immediately began divining what had happened.
A moment later, his expression grew even darker.
"Damn fools!"
"They accomplish nothing and ruin everything."
Naturally, the two Sages Hongjun was cursing were Jieyin and Zhunti.
Through his divination, he had learned everything that had happened earlier.
Yet Hongjun nearly spat out a mouthful of blood in fury.
Jieyin and Zhunti truly were fools through and through.
First, as Sages, they had stooped to scheming against juniors like the Ten Golden Crows.
That alone was beneath them and earned the contempt of all living beings.
Moreover, as Sages of the Western World, Jieyin and Zhunti had interfered in the affairs of the east.
All living beings could tell without even thinking that they must have been acting on Dao Ancestor Hongjun's orders.
Weren't they simply inviting curses upon Hongjun's name?
Second, even if Jieyin and Zhunti had chosen to do such a thing, so be it.
The real problem was that they had done it so clumsily that they had actually been exposed.
Disgraceful!
Utterly disgraceful!
As a Sage, Hongjun knew very well that if Zhunti had been a little more cautious...
Or rather, if he had used the Eight Treasures Merit Pool to conceal every trace of his aura from beginning to end...
Then perhaps no one could have discovered that he was behind it all.
But precisely because of Zhunti's arrogance, he had resumed his true appearance as a Sage the moment he left the