In the void, all the saints looked at the raging energy storm with some astonishment, and all fell into silence.
It is surprising that there exists such a person who dares to confront Hong Jun directly. It is uncertain whether this person is foolish or truly has the audacity.
"Xuanhu, as Old Tao was able to let you all be reborn in the Primordial World, I can also obliterate you in an instant! Remember, do not provoke the bottom line of Old Tao!" Hong Jun closed his eyes with an indifferent expression, meditating deeply, unconcerned by the threat of the giant hand.
The giant hand fell silent for a while, and then grasping Zhunti and drawing him in, vanished from sight. A somewhat helpless voice lingered in the void: "As for Emperor Nanji Changsheng, if my seat does not need it, so be it!"
"Manage yourselves well!" Hong Jun slightly raised his white eyebrows, muttering softly.
