Meng Chuan looked at the old man in front of him, and for a moment he was in a daze.

In the primordial chaos, within the Purple Cloud Palace.

When he first heard the Taoist patriarch preach, he looked up at the figure on the high platform from afar.

At that time, in the eyes of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, he was nothing more than an ant who had just attained the Great Luo realm. He didn't even dare to hope for the realm of a saint, let alone be on equal footing with Dao Ancestor.

And now—

He stood before this former primordial Dao Ancestor, now looking at him as an equal.

even……

Meng Chuan's thoughts shifted slightly.

Hongjun's name is not on the list of extraterrestrial demons!

What does this mean?

This means that this former primordial Dao Ancestor has not yet reached the standard for being listed in the Divine Realm Dao's evaluation system.

Hongjun's absence from the list indicates that his strength is inferior to those on the list!

Meng Chuan's gaze swept over Hong Jun, and he had already made a judgment in his mind.

The aura of the three perfect laws fused together was calm and profound.

The aura of the fourth law has faintly emerged; it is complete, but it has not yet merged with the other three laws.

That is the law of force!

Meng Chuan's heart stirred slightly.

He wasn't surprised by this. This was the Dao Ancestor of the ancient times, so it wouldn't be difficult for him to discover the advantages of the "Law of Power" in the Divine Realm.

The law of force is the source of all laws and the foundation of all forces.

Once the Law of Force is successfully integrated, Hongjun's path ahead will be smooth!

Whether it's continuing to integrate more laws or opening up the inner world, it will be twice as effective with half the effort.

In terms of progress, this former Dao Ancestor of the Primordial Era is no less advanced than Yan Qing.

Furthermore, once he integrates the Law of Perfect Power, his cultivation progress will be beyond Yan Qing's reach before Yan Qing integrates the Law of Perfect Power!

"Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan."

Hongjun's voice pulled Meng Chuan back from his thoughts.

He bowed to Meng Chuan with his hands clasped in greeting.

This gesture, neither humble nor arrogant, carried a clear sense of equality.

Hongjun knew very well that Meng Chuan was no longer the junior he could manipulate at will in the primordial world.

Number one on the Extraterrestrial Demon Ranking, a mid-level saint who has opened up his inner world...

Such strength is something he can only look up to now.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun."

Meng Chuan returned the greeting with a cupped hand, his tone casual, showing none of the restraint and apprehension he had displayed back then.

The two men, several feet apart, exchanged a glance.

The air fell silent for a moment.

In the end, it was Meng Chuan who spoke first.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, since you arrived in this divine realm, have you seen Houtu?"

This is his biggest concern.

Hongjun shook his head: "Never."

Meng Chuan felt a slight sinking feeling in his heart, but he wasn't too disappointed.

He didn't have high expectations to begin with.

The realm of gods is too vast; to find a single person in the vast sea of ​​people is like finding a needle in a haystack.

He asked the question only out of a sliver of hope.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun," Meng Chuan paused for a moment, then asked another question, "Back when I stirred up the winds and clouds in the primordial world, did you ever notice anything different about me?"

This question had been on his mind for a long time.

Back in the primordial era, he rose step by step, growing from a lowly cultivator into a Primordial Saint of the primordial world.

He possesses a fragment of the Chaos Pearl, and his soul originates from Earth, making him incompatible with the primordial world.

Before merging with the Heavenly Dao, Hongjun might not have been able to see through his origins.

But after merging with the Heavenly Dao, Hongjun should have been able to see it, right?

Upon hearing this, Hongjun remained silent for a long while.

He raised his head and looked at Meng Chuan with deep eyes, as if he had traveled through time and returned to the era when he merged with the Heavenly Dao in the primordial world and looked down on all living beings.

"then……"

Hongjun spoke slowly, "I can see that you are an anomaly."

Meng Chuan's heart tightened.

"Your destiny is incompatible with the workings of the Heavenly Dao in the primordial world. I have tried to deduce your origins, but every time I tried, I was blocked by an invisible force."

Hongjun paused, his tone tinged with complexity, "That power comes from outside the Great Dao of the Primordial World. Although I have merged with the Heavenly Dao, I still cannot break free from its constraints, nor can I forcibly see through it."

Meng Chuan suddenly realized.

"I see……"

Meng Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Back then, if Hongjun had intended to kill him, he would have been powerless to resist given his strength at the time.

Fortunately, Hongjun did not.

Perhaps it was due to the unknown about the "anomalies" beyond the Great Dao, perhaps it was out of curiosity about anomalies, or perhaps it was simply because they didn't take him seriously...

In any case, he survived.

"Thank you for clearing up my doubts, fellow Daoist."

Meng Chuan bowed respectfully to Hong Jun.

Hongjun nodded slightly, without saying anything more.

A brief silence fell between the two once again.

Meng Chuan knew that he had said everything he needed to say.

There was neither a close relationship nor a great enmity between him and Hongjun.

In the primordial era, he was the Dao Ancestor, and I was his junior; now in the Divine Realm, they are two cultivators seeking their own paths.

That's it.

"Fellow Daoist, farewell."

Meng Chuan cupped his hands in greeting to Hongjun, saying, "Until we meet again."

Hongjun looked at him, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end it turned into a soft sigh.

Until we meet again.

Meng Chuan turned around, transformed into a streak of light, and flew away into the distance.

Behind him, Hongjun stood in the void, watching his departing figure, motionless for a long time.

After a long while, he gently shook his head, muttered something to himself, and then turned into a streak of blue light, disappearing into the horizon.

After flying for about half a day, a majestic city appeared ahead.

The city walls stand tall, constructed entirely of massive, bluish-gray stones, exuding a heavy and imposing aura.

Above the city gate are three large characters—

Linhai City!

Meng Chuan slowed down, landed on the ground, and walked into the city.

The city of Linhai is much larger than the market on Wanfa Island.

The wide streets were bustling with people, lined with shops on both sides, and filled with the sounds of vendors hawking their wares and bargaining.

Meng Chuan casually browsed a few shops and then sat in a restaurant for half a day, listening to some casual conversations, gaining a deeper understanding of the situation in the Divine Realm Continent.

First, there is the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws.

The Hall of Ten Thousand Laws is the dominant force in this region bordering the boundless sea.

Wanfa Island is just one of the important properties of the Wanfa Palace, overseen by a high-ranking saint of the Wanfa Palace.

And that high-ranking sage—

It was the golden-robed old man that Meng Chuan had seen in the Bounty Hall!

"He truly is a high-ranking saint..."

Meng Chuan understood.

He felt the old man was unfathomable back then, and now he has finally confirmed the man's identity.

The person in charge of the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws on Ten Thousand Laws Island is a genuine high-ranking saint.

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