No matter whether it's the Emperor Wa's Divine Skill or whatever great talents the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Primordial Sect have, no matter how they predict and calculate, as long as they start from that Dao Rhyme, they will arrive at the same conclusion.
Perfect and flawless, without any flaw.
As the three of them were murmuring, Taixu Master, disguised as Tao Qian, had already left the Daoist Field and stood before the Eight-Armed Demon Third Prince.
The mischievous child muttered for a long time and now finally saw the True Master.
Immediately clapping his hands and standing up, he approached to grab Tao Qian's Daoist robe sleeve, then excitedly and curiously said:
"You are my elder brother, this realm's Hidden Immortal, Taixu Daoist?"
