Supreme Violent Young Master

These six people were the six disciples of Hong Jun. Obtaining the Primordial Purple Qi was naturally within reason. And who exactly was the seventh Primordial Purple Qi going to? That was the focus of the competition. Seeing the primordial purple Qi flying in the sky, everyone's heart tightened. They all hoped that the great fortune would fall on their heads.    

    

However, the grandmist purple gas seemed to have a divine will. It spun around twice, and then headed in the direction of the red cloud. Chen Yuyang knew that the Primordial Purple Qi would bring a fatal disaster to this good old man. It wasn't just these primordial abilities that he couldn't understand, even Three Purities and the others couldn't. Three Purities' arrogance would never allow others to obtain the same amount of Purple Primordial Qi.    

    

Hong Jun's actions could not help but cause him some dissatisfaction. This was because the primordial purple energy had been sent to him in the end by Demon Master Kun Peng and the Demon Clan of the Heavenly Court. That was why he was able to break through the Heavenly Dao. With a thought, he began using his methods.    

    

This primordial purple qi continued to oscillate back and forth in the air, from the red cloud's side to Zhenyanzi's side, and then to the chaotic situation between the Demon Emperor Di Jun and the Eastern Emperor's side. They were like a mischievous child as they scurried forward. These divine abilities users stared at the only primordial purple gas in the world, constantly wanting to catch it. However, he managed to slip away from everyone's grasp.    

    

Finally, Chen Yuyang and Hong Jun let out a stuffy groan at the same time, and the Primordial Purple Qi slowly slid down from the sky, landing on Di Jun's body. Tai Yi and Di Jun looked at each other and smiled, then shook their heads helplessly. However, he still had to put on an act. He said, "Congratulations, royal brother. Congratulations, royal brother!"    

    

Finally, the last Primordial Purple Qi fell into the home of the Demon Emperor Di Jun, and everyone came forward to congratulate him with cold faces. Di Jun also returned the greetings one by one, but Di Jun could see that these people did not have their hearts at all. They only looked at Chen Yuyang helplessly, and shook their heads in embarrassment.    

    

Di Jun and Hong Yun were two different characters. Firstly, the Lich War on the Heavenly Dao had determined that Di Jun could not die, at least not now. Furthermore, Di Jun was not alone. He had the Demon Clan and heaven as a powerful backup, and he had Eastern Emperor Tai Yi, a brother with extraordinary cultivation.    

    

Seeing Di Jun obtaining the Primordial Purple Qi, everyone would be jealous, and everyone would be jealous. However, no one dared to kill Di Jun, because the Demon Clan behind him numbered in the millions. If you make a move on Di Jun, you are courting death, if you are not a saint, it would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.    

    

Di Jun was too helpless, but how could he not be helpless as well? Once Di Jun became a saint, he would naturally be able to reverse the situation of the Lich battle. At that time, it was unknown which direction the world would change in.    

    

After the three thousand year sermon ended, Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun had originally been prepared to get close to Chen Yuyang, but Hong Jun said, "Azure Sun Scholar, please wait a moment. This humble one has something to say to you!"    

    

Hong Jun's words dispelled Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun's requests, but Chen Yuyang did not hold back and said, "Fellow Daoists, if you have the time, please come to my Northern Sea Azure Sun Palace as a guest. I will definitely welcome you!"    

    

The two of them quickly cupped their fists and said, "Definitely, definitely!"    

    

In fact, not only did ZhenYuanzi and Hong Yun want to get closer to Chen Yuyang, even the two great Primordial beauties, Wu Guang and Nu Wa, wanted to get closer to Chen Yuyang. In these three thousand years of teaching, it could be said that Nu Wa had always been absent-minded.    

    

Following Hong Jun's footsteps, Chen Yuyang arrived at the rear hall of the Violet Firmament Hall, which could also be considered Hong Jun's immortal estate. However, what surprised Chen Yuyang was how concise this place was, compared to his own Azure Sun Palace, it was simply on a completely different level. Curling his lips, Chen Yuyang said: "I didn't think that the Desolate Land Master's watch would actually be living in such a place!"    

    

The place Hong Jun was staying at was not very good, it was a simple facility, and it could not be any simpler. Leaving the rear hall of the Violet Firmament Hall, he reckoned that it did not even have forty to fifty square meters of space, a coffee table, a desk, and two or three prayer mats. Behind him, there was a huge set of Dao characters written by Hong Jun, which continuously radiated with a profound light.    

    

There wasn't even a bed in this place. Forget about Chen Yuyang's Azure Sun Divine Hall, he reckoned that even those immortal estates that had great primordial abilities couldn't compare to it. No wonder Hong Jun was so bored staying in this desolate land of boredom.    

    

If Chen Yuyang had to live in this place alone, and lived here for hundreds of thousands of years, he reckoned that he would go crazy. That was the reason why he was able to utter such a sigh. Some were because Hong Jun wasn't worth it, some were lamenting for Hong Jun, and some had sympathy mixed within them that they couldn't explain clearly.    

    

Hong Jun laughed and said, "Do you think I'm boring?"    

    

"Indeed!" Chen Yuyang blinked his eyes as he said.    

    

Hong Jun laughed once again, "Everyone has their own reason and philosophy for existence. My existence is merely to make up for the deficiencies of the heavens and to enlighten all living things. Other than that, there was no other meaning to it. I am not like you. From the Mortal World, I am already accustomed to seeing extravagance and extravagance, so I feel that this is already very good! "    

    

Chen Yuyang was startled: "You know me?" Even though he had already been certain that Hong Jun would know him, hearing Hong Jun's simple declaration of his birth was still a little shocking and incomprehensible to him. It was a bit hard to put into words his anger that would not appear in the heavens.    

    

"Child, don't be angry. Sit down and have a cup of tea! "All the years in the world, I don't care about how much time goes by!" With that, Hong Jun stroked his beard and with a wave of his hand, a pot of fragrant tea appeared on the table. Chen Yuyang and Daoist Hong Jun sat facing each other.    

    

Hong Jun sat on a praying mat and continuously savored this fragrant tea, looking at Chen Yuyang with unspeakable happiness in his heart. Putting down the teacup, Hong Jun laughed: "Child, relax! It's just that I can't tell you about it until you relax. Otherwise, I'm afraid that you'll tear down my little house! "    

    

Chen Yuyang laughed coldly: "This little broken house, if you want to tear it down, then do it! Would you care? "    

    

Hong Jun congealed his eyebrows and said seriously: "Child, even though he is small, his heart is actually as big as it is big. In my world, this small house is the entire world. If you tear it down, then I will feel sorry for you.    

    

Hong Jun was not joking when he said this, it seemed to be true. Chen Yuyang could only sigh helplessly, and said while trying his best to relax: "There are some things that you must tell me, why have I come here? "What exactly do you want me to do in this chaotic world?"    

    

"Chaos of time and space?" Hong Jun laughed: "Do you think so?"    

    

"Isn't it?" Chen Yuyang stood up excitedly and said fiercely, as if he was about to fall out with Hong Jun. Hong Jun immediately waved his hand: "Sit down, sit down young man, don't be so angry, listen quietly to me, I will tell you everything!"    

    

Chen Yuyang sighed once again, then sat down, looked at Hong Jun and said: "You can say it now, right?!"    

    

Hong Jun nodded, and said meaningfully: "Child, actually, this is not a chaotic wasteland." Hearing Hong Jun's words, Chen Yuyang almost stood up in excitement again. Luckily, Hong Jun then continued: "Not bad, based on your calculations from the time you were in the Mortal World, you should have arrived 4 million years earlier than the time you were in this desolate world. But it's not like that at all. "    

    

"What did it look like?" Chen Yuyang said angrily.    

    

"After the Conferred God Battle, the old daoist divided the world from the prehistoric era and fixed a time ratio. "Unfortunately, something happened again in the prehistoric era." Hong Jun then laughed bitterly: "Or perhaps, this kind of thing will happen in every single era's prehistoric era. It cannot be stopped!"    

    

"A variable?" Chen Yuyang said coldly.    

    

Hong Jun shook his head: "It's not a variable, it's a determinant of the heavens!" Chen Yuyang was puzzled: "What do you mean? "What do you mean, 'every epoch' is prehistoric?"    

    

Hong Jun said: "You should understand the principle of extreme weakness! In every era, every dynasty could not continue to be strong. This was a natural law, and it was also the law of the heavens. This is the case for Mortal World, so the humans of Mortal World, or should I say, the humans of your era, are already considered as the Third Era of Humans! "    

    

"Third Era?" Chen Yuyang was stunned.    

    

"That's right, that was in the Third Age. Humanity was exterminated, reborn, exterminated again, and reborn again. This was the law of nature, the Mortal World and the prehistoric era alike. "After the war of the Divine Seal Altar, when the old Daoist sat down and fought in the great wasteland, he became too powerful. Afterwards, there was a battle between saints, and then, when that vile soul at the beginning finally used the world destroying millstone, the old Daoist could only helplessly watch as the great wasteland was destroyed by them like this!"    

    

Hong Jun drank a cup of tea. Ignoring Chen Yuyang's shock, he continued, "The Primordial Flood Dragon you live in is already the Primordial Era of the Third Era, and in your previous life, the Primordial Era where the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow resided was the Primordial Era of the Second Era.    

    

Chen Yuyang was surprised, completely shocked. According to the old Daoist Hong Jun, this meant that the Primordial Era was the third version of the Primordial Era, not the second. The Primordial Era would go back to the Primal Chaos, with the Heaven and Earth merging together. This kind of logic could be used logically, but looking at this Hong Jun in front of him, Chen Yuyang was a little confused.    

    

Hong Jun seemed to have seen through Chen Yuyang's doubt, "There's a sky after the current Hong Jun, and Hong Jun is a thousand years older than the sky. Actually, this wasn't a legend. It was real. The heaven and earth returned to chaos, and those evil disciples all died in that battle. However, in the entire Prehistoric Land, only Hong Jun did not die. The old Daoist has existed since the first era of prehistoric chaos. He was only beaten back to his original form, waiting for the second era's prehistoric era to begin and then cultivate again. However, his memories were still there and his realm was still there. However, my magic power has been reduced to a cripple. This old Taoist has already stayed in the Great Wastelands for three eras! "    

    

"You're really a bug!" Chen Yuyang remained silent for a long while, before speaking viciously.    

    

Hong Jun basically understood what he meant. In science fiction, the Fourth Age of the Third Age had already explained these things very clearly. Humans continued to develop on Earth. As the weapons grew stronger, war broke out and destroyed Earth, and after hundreds of millions of years, the environment on Earth gradually recovered. Humans once again evolved from apes to humans, and so on and so forth to develop productivity, technology, and finally, destruction.    

    

It was the same in the prehistoric era. Saints were powerful to the extreme. That saint had destroyed the prehistoric era in a battle, and then the heaven and earth would merge back into the Primordius. It was just that the process in these prehistoric times was even more boring and monotonous than Mortal World. The Heavenly Dao was like a machine that had recorded down all the programs one step at a time.