Hongjun Visits Again

Across the Primordial World, countless mighty figures in all corners drew sharp breaths of Spiritual Qi in shock.

Fortunately, Spiritual Qi was abundant in the Primordial World.

At the beginning of Dijun's battle in the East Sea, few people had naturally paid it any attention.

But when Dijun unleashed the full might of a Quasi-Sage, the mighty figures relatively close to the East Sea sensed the battle there.

And when Dijun drove that blazing great sun with all his strength, even on the Primordial World Continent, immeasurably far from the East Sea, many mighty figures sensed the battle here.

As for Eastern Emperor Taiyi, he had headed toward the East Sea as soon as Dijun became embroiled in a fierce battle, standing guard for Dijun to prevent other mighty figures from ambushing him.

That was also why Eastern Emperor Taiyi had been able to reach the battlefield and rescue Dijun so quickly.

Now, however, no one paid any more attention to Dijun or Eastern Emperor Taiyi. The gazes of the mighty figures were all fixed on the East Sea.

A Daluo of the Dragon Race who could fight a Quasi-Sage, and a mighty figure of unfathomable cultivation who had nearly killed both Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi, two Quasi-Sages.

The mighty figures of the Primordial World could not help but sit up and take notice.

"Serves them right... Those two crows actually dared to provoke Senior. Tell me, why didn't Senior kill those two crows?"

Zhurong's face was full of glee at their misfortune.

The other Ancestral Witches beside him were much the same.

They had only just left the East Sea and had not gone far, so they were naturally the first to sense Dijun's battle at full strength.

They had originally planned to go over and see whether they could lend a hand, but when they saw where Dijun was fighting, they immediately became delighted.

Of all the people he could have provoked, he just had to provoke that senior, a mighty figure whom even Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who had become a Sage, addressed as a fellow Daoist.

"Senior is broad-minded and generous. Presumably, he didn't want to make too much of those two beasts' offenses, so he held back when he struck and spared their lives."

Gonggong offered an explanation from the side. He recalled that he too had offended that senior before, yet not only had Senior refrained from punishing him, he had even given him guidance that allowed him to break through in his cultivation.

From that time on, Gonggong had been convinced that Ao Changsheng was an exceptionally tolerant senior.

"Gonggong, did you notice... that Dragon Race Daluo who fought earlier looked somewhat like Senior?" Houtu suddenly asked from the side.

"Now that you mention it... he really did." Gonggong paused, then said uncertainly, "They were a little far away, so I couldn't see clearly, but their features seemed five or six parts alike."

"It wasn't just their looks. Even their presences were three or four parts alike... Tell me, could Senior also be a member of the Dragon Race?" Houtu said, startling everyone.

The instant her words fell, the other Ancestral Witches around them froze and looked at one another.

That seemed to make sense!

"But if that senior is a member of the Dragon Race, why would the Dragon Race hide away and not show itself in the Primordial World?"

Zhu Jiuyin frowned as he spoke from the side.

"Who knows? Maybe Senior and the Dragon Race don't get along!" Jumang, the Ancestral Witch of Wood, said casually.

"True. I heard that although the Dragon Race was overbearing back then, not all dragons were like that. Isn't Senior happy to offer guidance to juniors?" Xuanming, the Ancestral Witch of Rain, said.

"All right, we should discuss Senior less." Dijiang suddenly spoke up, interrupting them.

"Let's go! Eastern Emperor Taiyi burned his Quasi-Sage body and Primordial Spirit. He must have reached the Sun Star by now."

"With Xihe, the sun goddess, there, we can't fight our way onto the Sun Star either. Come on, there's nothing to gain here. We're going back to Pangu Hall!"

Dijiang waved his hand and led the Ancestral Witches onward, back toward the Witch Race.

Meanwhile, on the Supreme Yin Star, opposite the Sun Star.

"Damn it, the Dragon Race was clearly defeated and brought low. How does it still have such reserves of strength?" A woman with delicate, beautiful features and an ethereal air gazed at the battlefield below in dissatisfaction.

She was Changxi, a goddess of the Supreme Yin Star.

She was also the Supreme Yin goddess Changxi, who had told Dijun that she would become his dao companion if he handed Ao Changsheng, a Daluo of the Dragon Race, over to her.

She was also one of the three thousand guests of Purple Firmament Palace, and even one of the mighty figures seated in the second row. Her cultivation had already reached the Quasi-Sage realm.

Her Quasi-Sage cultivation was also one of the reasons Dijun had set his sights on her.

"Sister, although that Dragon Race member is only a Daluo, he's powerful and also seems to have a powerful backer. There's no chance of Dijun capturing him now."

Beside her, another fairy with a cool expression spoke softly.

The fairy who spoke was named Wangshu, and like Changxi, she was also a Supreme Yin goddess.

However, because she had been born a little later, her cultivation was not as high as Changxi's. She was only a Perfection Daluo Golden Immortal, though she was just one step away from becoming a Corpse-Severing Quasi-Sage.

"Sister, will you still agree to become Dijun's dao companion?" Wangshu continued.

"Well..." Changxi hesitated. Deep down, she did want to join with Dijun.

A union of Supreme Yin and Sun would not only benefit Dijun, the Sun half; it would also bring considerable benefits to her, the Supreme Yin half.

And besides...

Changxi thought of the grand plan Dijun had told her about, and her heart could not help but stir.

But...

"I'll agree to it when Dijun captures that Dragon Race Daluo and brings him here," Changxi said bluntly through gritted teeth.

"But, Sister, weren't you..." Wangshu began.

"All right, say no more. My mind is made up!" Changxi said bluntly. She was, after all, a mighty Quasi-Sage, and naturally unwilling to go back on her own words.

"If Dijun, a Quasi-Sage, can't even capture a Daluo of the Dragon Race, why should I give myself to him?"

With that, Changxi turned around and returned to the Moon Palace.

The East Sea, Ao Changsheng's Dao field.

After his true body struck and routed Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi, he did not rush to withdraw his incarnation. Instead, he stood at the edge of the Dao field and waited quietly.

Ao Changsheng did not have to wait long before the figure of an elderly man in Daoist robes appeared silently outside his Dao field.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, you're finally here. I've been waiting for you to give me an explanation!" Ao Changsheng's incarnation said.

Although he was asking for an explanation, there was little of that intent in Ao Changsheng's tone.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Changsheng." Upon hearing Ao Changsheng's words, Hongjun first cupped his hands and bowed, then said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, why ask when you already know? Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi bear a heavenly mandate. It isn't time yet..."