In The Primal Chaos, My identity Was Exposed By The Heavens - Chapter 53

Chapter 53: The shock brought by Ye Xiu made Hongjun furious!

High above, there were thirty-three celestial realms. Two imposing figures stood firm, radiating a profound and dense Primordial Energy. Their presence exuded a majestic grandeur, as though they embodied the essence of primordial power itself, commanding reverence and admiration from all who beheld them. They were the Saints of Primordial Unity, with one being Hongjun, the renowned Taoist ancestor held in high esteem for ages.

The other was a mysterious Hunyuan of unparalleled origin and ancient lineage. He maintained an elegant and discreet demeanor, not widely known in the prehistoric world but greatly respected by numerous Chaos Demon Gods who had turned to cultivation. Even the venerable Ancestral Taoist Hongjun had to show him respect.

It was when Ye Xiu arrived that things took a significant turn. He shattered Hongjun’s Taoism with a single thought and rescued the twelve ancestor witches, instantly becoming known to countless prehistoric masters. The world stood still as the two Hunyuan saints, each occupying one side of heaven and earth, emanated endless Taoic wisdom and countless blessings.

Time, space, and existence seemed to halt at this moment, as if myriad universes floated around, shrouding the world in a hazy and chaotic atmosphere. Gazing at these two figures from a distance was awe-inspiring and rendered people breathless. All other saints were insignificant, mere ants in the face of these two.

After a prolonged silence, Ye Xiu, dressed in white, emerged from the dust, his eyes opened slightly, bearing an indifferent and arrogant expression. He addressed Hongjun, “Hongjun… I can’t believe that after countless eons, you’ve reached sainthood and become the revered Hunyuan Daozu. Yet, you resort to bullying juniors. It’s truly shameless.” His words dripped with disdain and contempt, not concealed in the least.

The room fell into stunned silence; you could hear a pin drop. Yet, the faces of those present displayed surprise and fear. In the vast prehistoric universe, who would dare to criticize Dao Zu Hongjun in this manner? Perhaps only Ye Xiu.

Most surprisingly, Hongjun remained indifferent despite Ye Xiu’s criticism. He smiled and responded, “Master Ye Xiu, I was merely toying with those juniors. I had no intention of bullying them.”

A moment of stillness hung in the air. Hongjun’s smile gradually faded, replaced by an eternal indifference in his eyes. He looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches and said, “If I were truly set on bullying, I’m afraid they wouldn’t withstand even a fraction of my will.”

With those words, the atmosphere turned heavy and oppressive, and the temperature dropped sharply, sending chills throughout the gathering. No one dared question the truth of Hongjun’s words. A sage possessed the power to extinguish all life with a mere thought.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches appeared ashen, filled with unwillingness but too afraid to speak. Their clan might have faced extinction if not for Ye Xiu’s arrival.

Ye Xiu’s calm smile persisted as he continued, “Hongjun, so grand and majestic, representing the Great Desolate Taoist and the forthcoming Taoist of Heaven. But have you forgotten? In the past, you were my defeated opponent.”

This declaration caused another shock wave, with everyone in disbelief, questioning if they had heard correctly. The revelation that Hongjun, the revered Taoist patriarch famous throughout the wild world, had been defeated by someone was an astonishing shock to everyone. It overturned the prehistoric worldview of countless beings and completely reshaped their understanding of Daozu Hongjun.

Despite the profound shock and horror courting through their hearts, no one in the audience dared to utter a word, fearing to offend Hongjun. The silence in the room was deafening, but an icy chill permeated the atmosphere.

The onlookers couldn’t help but wonder what actions Hongjun would take after being subjected to such ruthless ridicule. They held their collective breath, waiting for his response.

In the face of this unprecedented insult, Hongjun’s eyes betrayed a hint of indifference. He downplayed the past, stating that what had transpired dozens of Yuanhui ago couldn’t be compared to the present. Today, he stood on the verge of joining the Tao, with the power to command the heavens. His potential for reaching the Grand Supreme Golden Immortal of the Primordial Taiji was just one step away, and his combat prowess had reached the peak of the Primordial of Unity Great Luo Golden Immortal Nine Heavens.

As his words trailed off, Hongjun’s body contained hundreds of millions of multiverses, radiating a profound dao rhyme that intertwined with the essence of the three thousand laws. He began to unfold the incomplete way of heaven, shaking the heavens and the world.

A chilling breath quietly diffused, just a mere leak of his Primordial of Unity aura. Instantly, the void collapsed, and good fortune dissipated. The three thousand long rivers representing the great avenues started collapsing, and eternal time and space quaked.

The years seemed to shatter in the face of this display of Hongjun’s anger. Everyone present, including numerous great supernatural beings, turned pale and exchanged uneasy glances. It was clear that Hongjun’s wrath could unleash terrifying heavenly visions when the Saint of Primordial of Unity was provoked.