Di Jun looked at the last bit of Hongmeng Purple Qi behind Hong Jun, and couldn't help but think.
Everything remained unchanged; he wondered whether this final bit of Hongmeng Purple Qi would still fall into Hong Yun's hands.
With this thought, Di Jun's gaze involuntarily fell upon Hong Yun, who looked crestfallen.
In legends of the past life, Emperor Jun, in his quest to become a Saint with the Hongmeng Purple Qi, had once led others to ambush Daoist Hong Yun.
However, in the end, it amounted to nothing, a wasted effort like a basket of water that cannot be filled.
Now, leading others to ambush Daoist Hong Yun, could he manage to hold onto his own Hongmeng Purple Qi?
At this moment, sobs filled Purple Cloud Palace, making East King feel extremely awkward standing among them.
He hesitated over whether he should, like Zhun Ti and Jie Yin, cry out loud as well.
