Primordial gazed at Tongtian, at a loss for words for a moment.
He always advocated for following the Heavenly Dao, which came into being after Pangu’s Creation of Heaven, with The Three Pure Ones being correct in their compliance with it.
Hong Jun was the spokesperson for the Heavenly Dao, representing the right path.
Luo Hou cultivated the Demon Path, and had even transformed into an extraterritorial Heavenly Demon before, clearly opposing Hong Jun, equivalent to going against the Heavenly Dao.
This did not align with his cultivation philosophy.
In his view, to go and listen to Luo Hou expound on the Heavenly Demon Dao was to defy Heaven and betray the teachings, not the way of cultivators who follow the right path.
Thus, when he heard Tongtian’s firm reply, anger surged forth from deep within Primordial.
Without regard for whether this place was the Purple Cloud Palace, he immediately roared at Tongtian:
"Different paths do not make common plans!"
After speaking, he no longer paid attention to Tongtian, quietly listening to the Tao Hong Jun was expounding.
Laozi glanced at Tongtian, said nothing, and also quietly listened to Hong Jun’s sermon.
Seeing Primordial’s angry expression, Tongtian’s brows furrowed, and a stifled irritation rose in his heart. As his own brother, not supporting his ideas was understandable, but Primordial’s disregard for fraternal affection in his reprimand chilled him.
He had already made it very clear just now that listening to the Heavenly Demon Dao was not betraying the teachings, yet he still received misunderstanding from both his elder brothers.
With a bitter smile, Tongtian stood up and left the Purple Cloud Palace, quickly vanishing into Chaos and flying towards the Primordial World.
Seekers must have a resolute nature.
Once a decision is made to do something, one must go through with it without looking back.
He’ll explain to his two elder brothers after the sermon is over!
After all, they are both his elder brothers and should not let this matter damage their affections.
"The Three Pure Ones?"
"Pangu’s authentic lineage?"
The twelve Ancestor Witches sneered disdainfully when they saw The Three Pure Ones arguing.
"My fellows, I don’t see Hong Jun as anything special, so I won’t listen anymore!
If you all are obedient, stay here; if not, come leave with me!"
Emperor Jiang and the others did not really come for Hong Jun’s sermon, but to observe the great powers of the Primordial World and incidentally fulfill Father God Pangu’s task.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t have come at all!
"The Immortal Dao has given me quite a few insights, so I shall stay here!" said Houtu.
"Alright! Anyone else?" Emperor Jiang asked.
"I plan to go to the Life Forbidden Zone to listen to Luo Hou’s Heavenly Demon Dao, where these Immortal Kings come from, which should provide us with some inspiration," declared Zhu Rong.
"I think so too!" Xuanming chimed in.
"Let’s go! Together!"
Following the collective decision, all Ancestor Witches except for Houtu left the Purple Cloud Palace, transformed into streaks of light, and swiftly flew towards the Life Forbidden Zone.
Kunpeng noticed one after another great being leaving the Purple Cloud Palace, glanced at Fu Xi, then at Nuwa, and after hesitating for a moment, said:
"Emperor Xi, Heavenly Empress Nuwa, I feel Hong Jun’s Dao doesn’t suit me, so I plan to go to the Life Forbidden Zone to have a look."
Upon hearing this, Fu Xi did not object and nodded: "That’s good!"
Kunpeng took a deep breath and said, "Emperor Xi, after I leave, take my seat here!
This position is not ordinary; it can enhance the clarity of one’s Tao Heart to better receive the Dao Hong Jun will impart."
After saying this, Kunpeng’s figure became a streak of light and disappeared within the Purple Cloud Palace.
Fu Xi hesitated but did not take Kunpeng’s seat.
That position was already practically resolved, and he would not benefit from taking it.
Rather than that, it was better not to sit.
After Kunpeng left, more Great Divine Ability Users left one after another.
In the end, fewer than five hundred people remained in the Purple Cloud Palace.
Seeing this, rage bubbled up inside Hong Jun.
He now wished he could stop the sermon and engage in a three-hundred-round battle with Luo Hou.
To think that people would come and cause trouble, unfilial.
As Child Hao Tian saw Hong Jun losing his composure, he gently reminded him.
Upon hearing this, Hong Jun came back to his senses and coughed lightly, covering his lapse.
But seeing the reduced attendees, his anger flared up once more.
However, he did not lose his composure as before.
But in the next instant.
His anger was uncontainable, erupting forth.
Six meditation cushions.
And they were not filled.
Looking down on the old Dao?
"There are two cushions left, why not sit down?"
Hong Jun narrowed his eyes, his gaze becoming increasingly stern on the cultivators before him.
Yet the group of cultivators remained silent, offering no response.
They were all top powers of Primordial, no fools among them.
Although there were several hundred people in the Purple Cloud Palace, there were only six cushions.
The meaning behind it was known to all.
If not for Luo Hou’s sermon, they might have scrambled for a seat.
But now, with Witch Demons ruling Primordial and Luo Hou’s sanctification and the meddling of the six Immortal Kings.
Whether Hong Jun’s Dao was worth learning from them was something they had to carefully contemplate to avoid eternal regret.
Seeing no one’s response, Hong Jun felt a lump in his throat, unable to swallow or spit it out, nearly fainting from it.
"These damned bastards, too detestable!" Hong Jun’s mind twisted with extreme distress, and the muscles on his face contorted as well.
Finally, his expression turned fierce.
Just then, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly moved next to Hongyun and sat in Kunpeng’s former seat:
"Noble younger brother, I’m with you! Let’s sit!"
Seeing Zhen Yuanzi sit down, Hong Jun’s expression eased quite a bit.