Among them, the ordinary populace in the real world is permanently blind, while the Three Thousand Mortal Visitors within the Purple Cloud Palace are on a temporary mission.
Thunderous noise deafens, as the frenzied energy disperses wildly.
Boundless Chaos Qi tumbles towards the distance.
Countless colossal rifts tear open, forming numerous Small Thousand Worlds.
Fantastically bizarre.
The figure of Hong Jun standing in front of the Purple Cloud Palace shakes violently
Finally, under the terrifying energy shock, he can’t help but retake half a step back.
While the Immortal King An Lan is thrown billions of miles away by the violent energy.
When he steadies his form, his hands tremble violently, his tiger’s mouth is split, and the light of the Red-tipped Spear dims.
An Lan coughs up blood profusely.
Yet his gaze shines brilliantly, his invincible spirit unaffected.
With the Immortal Technique of the Mysterious Clan, he shattered Hong Jun’s Immortal Dao Technique.
An Lan laughs maniacally, looking at the somber-faced Hong Jun standing at the entrance of the Purple Cloud Palace, tauntingly saying:
"Hong Jun, old fool, though I am defeated in today’s battle, and not a match for you!
But don’t be smug, I was just born less than a hundred years ago, losing to you is normal!
To me, this battle is not a loss!
It’s because of the issue with Time.
If we were in the same era, the one defeated would be you, not me!
Come the next Great Calamity, I shall challenge you again!
Then, I will use the Red-tipped Spear in my hand to knock you off your divine pedestal!"
An Lan does not make a move against Hong Jun, just as he said, he is no match for Hong Jun at this time.
If they were to fight again, there would be the danger of perishing.
He is also gambling that Hong Jun wouldn’t bully the lesser in front of Primordial’s host of mighty beings.
Hong Jun’s face is very ugly.
If An Lan hadn’t spoken those words, he would have certainly struck down the six Immortal Kings before him.
But since An Lan called out, if he were to make a move now, he would be accused of bullying the weak and his dignity in front of the Three Thousand Mortal Visitors would be lost.
At the same time, Demon Ancestor Luo Hou within Primordial would not let things rest either.
Reaching his Realm, he naturally can predict the origins of the six Immortal Kings.
Without the backing of Saint Luo Hou, they wouldn’t have dared to challenge even with double the courage.
Eventually, Hong Jun suppresses the inferno of rage within him and does not strike again.
Not that he doesn’t want to, but he can’t!
Preaching to Primordial three times, this is a command given to him by the Heavenly Dao.
If he does make a move, it will certainly draw out Luo Hou.
Saints possess inexhaustible Mana. If he were to battle Luo Hou, it would definitely not be possible to determine a victor in a short time.
Should the preaching time be delayed, the one who can’t escape the consequences would be him, not Luo Hou.
So, in the end, he swallows the decision to strike a deadly blow, and with difficulty, squeezes out a trace of a warm smile, saying:
"Then I shall wait for Dao friend to challenge me again!"
Seeing that Hong Jun does not make a move, An Lan calls out to the other five Immortal Kings, picks up the Red-tipped Spear, and turns to walk towards Primordial.
"Hmph! Immortal Dao, it’s just this much."
Red King glances at Hong Jun and snorts coldly.
Then, heads towards Primordial.
"Those who wish to know the undefeated, can go to the Life Forbidden Zone!"
"Our group awaits with Dao friend Luo Hou!"
The other four Immortal Kings speak out one after another, without any regard for Hong Jun’s feelings.
Then they gracefully depart:
Hong Jun, infuriated by the six Immortal Kings to the point of grinding his teeth, roars in his heart:
"Damn scoundrels, the old Dao kindly let you off, yet you are ungrateful and even mock me.
Next time we meet, I’ll definitely tear you to shreds."
Half of the Three Thousand Mortal Visitors within the Purple Cloud Palace directly step out, paying no heed to Hong Jun and stride towards Chaos, heading for Primordial.
Hong Jun’s face darkens frightfully.
Had he not needed to maintain the image of Tao Ancestor, he would definitely have struck these fence-sitters dead.
"Damn Luo Hou, such a ruthless move, directly dividing away half of my Qi Fortune!"
"If I have a chance, I’ll make sure you are torn to pieces!"
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