Honghuang: Starting from the Enlightenment of the Great Emperor Dongyue

Chapter 17 Hongjun, "Hongjun"

The chaos outside the sky is boundless, without beginning or end. It is the source of all things and also the end of all things.

In the vast chaos, time and space have lost their meaning, leaving only eternal silence and nothingness.

Deep in the chaos, an ancient and restrained palace is quietly suspended.

There seems to be an invisible barrier around the palace, isolating the chaotic energy outside, forming a mysterious space of its own.

Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun sat upright on the cloud bed in the Zixiao Palace, surrounded by a faint purple aura.

He should have abandoned all emotions, but at this moment, deep in his eyes, there was a struggle of anger.

A shadow appeared in front of him.

This shadow is exactly the same as Hongjun, as if it is a reflection in a mirror, but it exudes an independent aura.

"I never expected that my kindness would make you conscious." A ruthless voice came from Hongjun's mouth.

Hongjun smiled indifferently, as if mocking him. "Your so-called benevolence is nothing more than wanting to use me to make up for the deficiency in your own origin, and not wanting to harm my Hongmeng Qi origin. How can you call it benevolence when you act like this?"

Upon hearing this, Hongjun said in a cold voice: "This world is just my replica of the prehistoric world. All your struggles and resistance are in vain."

"Hongjun" remained silent, but there was a hint of darkness in his eyes, and he continued to resist silently.

Hongjun snorted coldly and asked, "That anomaly in the Eastern Region was caused by you, right?"

The shadowy figure of "Hongjun" looked at him in surprise. "Ever since I became conscious, I have been suppressed here by you. How could I possibly have the ability to interfere in the affairs of the prehistoric world? You think too highly of me."

Hongjun revealed a hint of anger, clearly not believing what "Hongjun" said: "Stop pretending to be innocent! Besides you, who else has this ability?"

"Hongjun" still maintained a smile, his eyes clear, and he spoke calmly, "You and I are now one. You know my abilities best. If I really had this ability, why would I have waited until now?"

"You..." Hongjun was suddenly speechless. He knew in his heart that what "Hongjun" said was true. "Hongjun" had always been suppressed by him and had no chance to interfere in the affairs of the prehistoric world.

But apart from "Hongjun", who else could create an anomaly under the nose of Hunyuan Wuji?

"Don't be too proud!" Hongjun took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said coldly, "Do you think the appearance of anomalies can stop me? The destiny is in my hands, you can't stop it!"

"Even if you delay my integration with the Dao for 30,000 years, how can a mere Golden Immortal who achieved his status with the help of his karma position shake the great trend of the Heavenly Dao that I have set?" Hongjun's voice was full of confidence. In his opinion, everything was under his control.

"You have to know that the vastness of Chaos is far beyond your imagination. Pangu is just a failure, not to mention this imitation I copied." Hongjun's tone was mixed with disdain. In his eyes, "Pangu" and this world are just stepping stones to his transcendence.

"This world and you will eventually merge into my great path and become the nourishment for me to transcend the world."

"Hongjun" smiled faintly, with a flash of mockery in his eyes. He understood that Hongjun's confidence came from his strength and control over the way of heaven, but it was too arrogant to want to reap the world with just a corpse.

"All spirits have selfish desires. Those who are innately sacred and extremely arrogant, who would be willing to be bound by others?" Hongjun seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be questioning "Hongjun".

"Don't be anxious, and don't prove it to me. This is not something I did, and it's not something I should worry about. You don't need to tell me this." "Hongjun" looked at Hongjun and said with a little innocence.

"Hongjun" finished speaking, a faint smile playing on his lips. His figure gradually became transparent, dissipating like the morning mist, and finally disappeared completely from the Purple Sky Palace, as if he had never appeared. Seeing this, Hongjun's anger intensified. Just as he was about to open his mouth to scold, he felt his blood surging in his body and a sweetness in his throat. He had actually suffered internal injuries.

He suppressed his discomfort and stared gloomily at the place where "Hongjun" disappeared, his heart filled with anger and powerlessness.

The shadow of "Hongjun" reappeared, with a hint of apology on his face, but a hint of ridicule in his tone: "I'm sorry, I forgot that you haven't yet merged with the Dao. Now you only have the realm of a saint, and you are still suppressed by the Heavenly Dao."

"How can I become stronger just by lying down?" "Hongjun" murmured to himself in distress.

Hongjun was burning with rage. The way of heaven and earth in this world had now leaned towards "Hongjun". His strength was suppressed even more severely. If he and "Hongjun" were 82 points apart before, now the way of heaven and earth in this world was only 64 points perfect, which was enough to hurt him.

He could only transform his anger into a fierce look and stare at "Hongjun" fiercely.

"Hongjun" looked at Hongjun's frustrated expression, and the smile on his face deepened. He thought to himself, "It's great that the Heavenly Dao has become stronger."

The figure of "Hongjun" disappeared again, leaving Hongjun alone in the empty Zixiao Palace, his face terribly gloomy.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart, and thought about how to deal with it. Otherwise, he would fall into an irretrievable situation and disappoint the expectations of his master.

Hongjun narrowed his indifferent eyes slightly, and with a thought, a golden talisman appeared in his hand. The talisman was shining brightly and exuded a mysterious aura.

This talisman is a treasure that Hongjun himself found in the chaos. It can penetrate the barriers of chaos and convey information to specific people.

However, just when Hongjun wanted to activate the talisman, purple air rippled, as if entering a muddy land, pulling the talisman into the sea of ​​consciousness.

"You..." Hongjun gritted his teeth.

"We agreed on a one-on-one fight, why do you still want to summon your teammates!" "Hongjun" chuckled.

Hongjun groaned, a trace of golden blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He suppressed "Hongjun" despite being injured, and took out two golden edicts and immersed them in the prehistoric world, one going to the coast of the East China Sea, and the other going to the starry sky.

"Hongjun" curled his lips, feeling powerless...

One of Hongjun's golden edicts broke through the numerous obstacles of the prehistoric world and finally landed on a fairy island on the coast of the East China Sea.

This island is shrouded in clouds and mist, and is filled with fairy air. Occasionally, you can see cranes flapping their wings and flying high, and spiritual beasts running in the mountains and forests, creating a fairy-like atmosphere.

Zifuzhou.

The golden decree penetrated the numerous restrictions of Zifu Continent and fell into a blessed cave in the center of the island.

Inside the cave, a middle-aged man in a purple-gold Taoist robe was sitting cross-legged, surrounded by the Pure Yang Law, merging with the heaven and earth.

"Ok?"

Dong Wanggong, who was practicing, suddenly frowned and noticed something strange.

He slowly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand, and the golden decree fell into his hand.

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