Fengshen: I, Nezha, don’t need a system

In the magnificent and solemn Zixiao Palace, clouds and mist are lingering and immortal music can be heard.

"Do you really not need to support Yuan Hong, Daozu?"

Kong Xuan had a worried look on his face, and looked earnestly at Hongjun Daozu who was sitting above.

Ever since Yuan Hong resolutely led the extremely elite Ziwei Army to leave Tianyuan and march towards the mysterious Tianyuan small world, Kong Xuan fell into deep thought.

After repeated consideration, he finally made up his mind to come to Zixiao Palace to ask Daozu about this matter.

You know, the combat power of the saints on the prehistoric side is indeed at a disadvantage in comparison.

Although Yuan Hong is extremely powerful, he is alone deep in enemy territory. If he encounters an unexpected event, it will have an immeasurable impact on the entire battle situation.

Moreover, as long as Yuan Hong, the top strong man, is safe and sound, and as long as they do not easily provoke a war, with their strong strength and outstanding military talents, defending Tianyuan City should be a piece of cake.

However, what is most worrying is that if Yuan Hong unfortunately dies, the enemy will surely take advantage of the situation to pursue and advance straight into the enemy's territory.

Thinking back to that thrilling battle, Kong Xuan still feels frightened.

At that time, facing the extremely terrifying existence of the enemy, the three saints joined forces to attack, but were still vulnerable.

The indestructible defense of Tianyuan City collapsed in an instant and was forcibly broken by the enemy with brute force.

If the other party had not seemed to be afraid or had other plans and chose to retreat in time, I am afraid that the entire prehistoric world would have been reduced to ruins long ago.

The Western saint who tried to stop them was torn into pieces in their hands.

Kong Xuan naturally did not dare to underestimate this method of killing.

"Yuan Hong..." Daozu Hongjun whispered the name, his eyes slowly swept over Kong Xuan, but he did not respond immediately. He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking about something important.

Daozu gently raised his hand, and like a magic trick, a mysterious purple aura appeared in his palm again. The purple aura was like a lively spirit, jumping and flashing in the air, as if it contained endless mysteries and power.

As soon as Kong Xuan saw this primordial purple energy, his originally calm face instantly became excited.

He opened his eyes wide and stared at the purple air, his eyes full of desire.

You must know that this Hongmeng purple energy is the key to achieving the status of a saint. Possessing it is equivalent to holding the golden key to the supreme path.

Before this, Kong Xuan always believed that the primordial purple energy that Yuan Hong obtained from Haotian was the last one.

However, at this moment, when Daozu took out another one, he couldn't help but be shocked, and at the same time, he felt an irrepressible excitement.

As long as they can obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi, their Phoenix Clan may not be able to produce another saint.

By then, their Phoenix Clan will be more stable in the prehistoric world, but Kong Xuan cannot guess what Daozu is thinking.

"As for Yuan Hong...don't bother with him."

Daoist Ancestor Hongjun was willing to answer at this time, "His soul is not placed in the Heavenly Dao. Once he dies, he is truly dead. He will not be reborn in the Heavenly Dao. And because of this, he has gained the benefit of not having to obey the Heavenly Dao."

"The soul doesn't rely on the way of heaven?"

Kong Xuan was slightly surprised. Every great saint has a part of his soul entrusted to the Way of Heaven. This is how he achieves his goal of being reborn even if he dies accidentally.

But he didn't expect that Yuan Hong didn't.

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In fact, Kong Xuan also wanted to be like Yuan Hong, whose spirit and soul did not rely on the way of heaven.

Even if there is a risk of falling.

In fact, deep down in his heart, Kong Xuan longed to be like Yuan Hong and free his soul from dependence on the way of heaven.

Although he knew very well that doing so would very likely bring him the great risk of falling, this thought was like a burning flame, blazing in his heart.

You know, judging from the current situation, Yuan Hong is also on the brink of life and death.

In this vast and dangerous world, every living being has only one precious life!

No one can escape this cruel reality unless they are special beings who have mastered mysterious techniques and successfully gained extra life.

However, even so, Kong Xuan still wanted to break free from the constraints of heaven without hesitation.

Because only in this way can he truly achieve freedom and autonomy, no longer be controlled by the almighty Heaven, and no longer need to always look up to the face of Heaven to act.

After all, the feeling of having one's fate controlled by others was too aggrieved and helpless. For Yuan Hong at this moment, wasn't death inevitable? In the prehistoric world, didn't every living being have only one life?

Except for some special creatures that have practiced secret techniques to give themselves multiple lives.

At least in this way he doesn't have to obey the will of Heaven or act according to the mood of Heaven.

That's how living beings are.

Once you get what you want, you will want more. Kong Xuan obtained the sainthood, but after getting it, he did not want to be bound by it.

Greed is the nature of life.

However, Kong Xuan could only keep all these in his heart and not show them out.

After all, at the moment, becoming a saint, even if it means being bound by the laws of nature, will bring more benefits than disadvantages.

"Just go back and guard Tianyuan. A new saint will be born soon."

Unlike when Kong Xuan first became a saint, Taoist Hongjun was able to monitor the holy test that Haotian went through later when he became a saint.

In other words, Daozu Hongjun could know how long it would take Haotian to become a saint, what his progress was, and where he would get stuck?

"Daozu, can you?"

"Go."

Hongjun didn't want to continue answering. In his opinion, he had already answered enough.

What we need to do now is to find someone who can advance to become a saint.

at present........

Kong Xuan received the order to expel him, so he did not stay any longer. He left Zixiao Palace and stayed at the door for a while before leaving and returning to Tianyuan.

Although he couldn't leave Tianyuan, he could at least learn about Yuan Hong's situation through the Ziwei Army.

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After Kong Xuan left.

Daozu Hongjun then put away the Hongmeng purple energy in his hand and turned to look towards the location where Honghuang was.

"This time, the saint must be born from my Xuanmen, and cannot be given to other living beings."

After some thought.

"If that's the case... then he's the only one who fits the bill."

"And during this period of time, the great spirit gathering formation of the prehistoric world also needs to be improved. It cannot delay the advancement of the living beings. Those guys can't wait to attack us. And the matter of the spirit beads also needs to be considered...but how should we deal with it......"