Primordial Era: I, Yuan Hong, am solely focused on stability; humanity remains clear-headed.

Chapter 312 Facing the sycophantic disciples of the sages, he launched a heavy attack on the rogue cultivators!

Rumble!!

Under Yuan Hong's great magical power, as the Phoenix Mountains moved, thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals sank directly into the foot of the Phoenix Mountains and were buried below.

Layer upon layer of earth vein power suppressed them, forming an extremely stable sealing formation.

Without the help of a quasi-saint, these people would probably not be able to emerge for thousands of years.

"You've advanced to the Quasi-Saint realm?"

Princess Longji stared in disbelief at what was happening, and only after the sealing was completed did she hurriedly ask a question.

Her face was filled with shock and excitement as she looked Yuan Hong up and down, marveling at him and finding it hard to believe that this was the same person she had met before.

Although Longji had long known that Yuan Hong was an unparalleled genius with a promising future, and that he might even advance to the level of a Great Divine Power, she still did not expect it to be this exaggerated.

Yuan Hong was merely a being born after birth; when he first met her, he was only at the level of a Golden Immortal.

Even now, Princess Longji, the daughter of the Heavenly Emperor, with innate talent comparable to a divine being, has only just been promoted to the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

But Yuan Hong has already overtaken others and advanced to the Quasi-Saint level?

This is too exaggerated, too surreal.

Although Longji had fantasized more than once about Yuan Hong ascending to the rank of Great Golden Immortal and coming to pick her up on a seven-colored immortal cloud, she still had a narrow-minded view.

Compared to Yuan Hong, even Haotian seems like a piece of trash, not worth mentioning...

"Oh dear, why were you so impulsive, suppressing and sealing away these heavenly soldiers?"

"This is tantamount to slapping the Heavenly Court in the face; Father will definitely hold a grudge against you!"

At this moment, Longji thought of Haotian and realized that things were getting serious. He said anxiously.

She had originally thought that if Yuan Hong came to pick her up sometime, she would try to elope and escape quietly. No matter how bold she was, she never thought of confronting him head-on.

There was no way around it; the majesty of the Heavenly Emperor was simply too overwhelming.

Although Yuan Hong has now displayed the heaven-defying cultivation of a quasi-saint, Long Ji still doesn't think he will be a match for Haotian; at most, he's just another being on the same level.

If Yuan Hong hadn't taken direct action, Haotian might have been more cautious and let her go.

But now that the heavenly soldiers and generals have been suppressed, given Haotian's temperament, he will surely hold a grudge against Yuan Hong and will definitely not let the matter rest easily...

"Haha, don't be afraid, Haotian is nothing. I wouldn't be so reckless if I wasn't confident enough."

"Besides, Longji, you should have guessed it by now. Your father has already decided to use you as a scapegoat, so no matter whether I take action or not, he won't let you out."

"Am I right, Haotian!"

Yuan Hong first laughed and spoke slowly, then turned his gaze to a place in the Phoenix Mountain Range, saying something meaningful.

He activated his Void-Piercing Divine Eyes, and even with spatial fluctuations as a cover, nothing could hide from his pupil technique!

"What? Father is here?"

Upon hearing this, Longji was greatly alarmed and looked over as well.

'Buzz~'

But then, illusory ripples appeared in the sky above that land, like the surface of water. The next moment, a majestic figure wearing imperial robes appeared, none other than the Heavenly Emperor Haotian!

The Haotian Mirror beside him emitted a stream of light, enveloping the surroundings, as if it could unleash spatial magic at any moment. The Haotian Sword hanging at his waist gleamed with sharpness, clearly exceptionally sharp.

"I never expected that an accident would actually happen..."

Haotian's eyes were somewhat gloomy. He had originally only been lying in ambush here on a whim to ensure that Longji, his biological scapegoat, would not escape.

If Longji really wanted to run away, those heavenly soldiers and generals alone would certainly not be able to stop him.

Unexpectedly, Longji, who had always been very honest, had this unexpected troublemaker appear. Most importantly, this person was a quasi-saint!

The moment Yuan Hong unleashed his cultivation aura, not only Long Ji and the others, but even Haotian himself was shocked.

Where did this unfamiliar Quasi-Saint come from? I've never heard of him before. It seems he has a past connection with Longji and came here specifically to pick her up.

Heaven has eyes, why does trouble always seem to find me again and again...?

Haotian stared at Yuan Hong with a gloomy expression, his mind racing as he tried to recall information about the man.

However, although Yuan Hong mainly focused on secluded cultivation and searching for opportunities on his own, he still managed to leave some reputation in the world.

Soon, Haotian recalled the most famous story about Yuan Hong that had recently been circulating and realized who he was.

"Are you Yuan Hong, the rogue cultivator who beat up Master Taiyi?"

Haotian asked uncertainly, the more he looked at Yuan Hong, the more he resembled him, as if he were the person in the legend.

To be able to beat up Taiyi Zhenren, one must be one of the best among the Great Luo Golden Immortals. One must also be quite bold and unafraid of retaliation from the Chan Sect. Clearly, one is a rather wild and unruly cultivator.

That's how it was passed down in the world back then.

But no matter what, no one ever said that Yuan Hong was a quasi-saint, this change is too great.

The two represent completely different things.

The Quasi-Saint realm is completely different from the Great Luo realm. Even Haotian, in theory, can only be on equal footing with him.

The so-called identity of the Lord of Heaven is nothing compared to such cultivation level; it's merely an extra title.

"Indeed, I am Yuan Hong."

"How about it, Haotian? I'm here to take Princess Longji away as a Quasi-Saint. I don't think you'll object, since it's Longji's own choice."

"Or are you really planning to sacrifice Longji?"

Yuan Hong said with a half-smile, his determination evident.

Upon hearing this, Haotian's expression shifted between light and shadow, before he decisively spoke:

"Hmph, Longji is a princess of the Heavenly Court. How could she possibly leave with a rogue cultivator of unknown origin like you?"

"Besides, she broke a heavenly law before, and it's not time for her to leave yet, so she absolutely cannot leave."

"But you, daring to suppress the heavenly soldiers and generals, disregarding this Emperor and showing contempt for the Heavenly Court, think you can just let it go?"

boom!

As he spoke, a majestic aura emanated from him, and the Haotian Mirror shone brightly, as if it were about to burst forth and kill the enemy at any moment!

Haotian stared intently at Yuan Hong. Although he felt troubled, he had no choice but to act this way now. He only hoped that Yuan Hong would not be too arrogant and would be somewhat wary of him, the Heavenly Emperor.

There was no other way; Longji absolutely could not be taken away. Without a blood relative to replace him on the list, Haotian was truly afraid that he would be affected by the great calamity.

Furthermore, Yuan Hong had clearly shown his contempt for the Heavenly Court and Haotian before. If he didn't react, people would think that Haotian was afraid of him!

snort!

He was meek and submissive to the disciples of sages, but when it came to rogue cultivators, Haotian chose to strike hard!

(End of this chapter)