This space-time functioned once again, birds flapped their wings across the sky, vegetation rustled in the wind along the earthen paths, and traders woke from their stillness, but a look of bewilderment clouded each person's eyes, as if they had already forgotten everything that had just happened.
Ye Xuan's brows were furrowed, and his fists were clenched tightly, no one knew the enormous turmoil that was churning in his heart until the function of this world resumed, and he had not yet recovered.
"Hong Jun the Daoist Ancestor?"
"Could it be that he is Hong Jun the Daoist Ancestor?" Ye Xuan muttered to himself, his eyes as deep as ancient ponds, but his clenched fists betrayed his restless emotions.
At the beginning of Heaven and Earth, Hong Jun descended, and in the Zixiao Palace, he set the seven Saint Positions, even replenishing Heavenly Dao by himself, thus making him arguably the strongest in the Three Realms.
Hong Jun the Daoist Ancestor, the Creation Jade Butterfly!
