"Hong Jun, Daoist friend, your opponent seems quite strong."
"Hehehe, the enthronement of ten thousand gods, such boldness that even we Demon Gods find it shocking!"
"How about it? Are you still unwilling to accept our Great Dao?"
As Xuanqing had predicted, the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods were not of one mind.
The Reincarnation Demon God can find him to cooperate, and other Demon Gods will naturally choose the existence they favor.
Some Demon Gods couldn't come to terms with Hong Jun, but some Demon Gods placed heavy treasures on Hong Jun!
Hong Jun sat cross-legged on a high platform, calmly preaching.
Voices echoed in his mind, as if coming from distant time and space, ethereal and strange.
One after another, indescribable forms, whose specific shapes couldn't be expressed in words, seemed to have broken free from the constraints of time and space and "came alive" in Hong Jun's Sea of Consciousness.
