Primordial Ancient Serpent-Chapter 272: Hongjun, Luohu, Immortal Yangmei

"Very well, the payment must be made, and there is no turning back now. After all, we've signed a contract."

The one speaking was Immortal Yang Mei, who attempted to smooth things over by suggesting, "Brother Hongjun, since we have all entered the Prehistoric World, this is a once-in-an-eternity opportunity. Why don't we join forces and become the protagonists of this world? Together, we can capture the Hongmeng Purple Qi."

"How about it?"

He proposed to join hands with Hongjun, recognizing that Hongjun's abilities were extraordinary. He had a deep understanding of time and space. If given the chance, Hongjun might soar to unimaginable heights.

"Forget it, I won't get involved in this matter. I have no interest in things like the Hongmeng Purple Qi. I'm content if I can earn some Chaos Coins safely. Now that our transaction is complete, I'll take my leave. I will see you all later."

Hongjun cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, his figure flashing as he vanished into the void, disappearing without a trace, leaving no one with any clue as to where he went.

"I have no interest in cooperating either. The Hongmeng Purple Qi belongs to me alone. Anyone who tries to stop me will die. Don't say I didn't warn you."

Luohu sneered, turning away without even acknowledging the other Chaos Demon Gods.

"Luohu is truly arrogant."

"Arrogant? Perhaps. But who can blame him? It's said that he once practiced at the Giant Axe Arena and his swordsmanship is unrivaled."

"Forget it. It seems we're all on different paths, and there's no need to force a partnership. Let's break up and each rely on our own abilities to obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi."

The Chaos Demon Gods muttered among themselves. They had expected such division and already formed their own small teams—three or four members each. Trust was nonexistent among them.

The truth was that their teams had been hastily formed for the sole purpose of entering the Prehistoric World. There was no real foundation of trust.

This opportunity was too valuable—a treasure capable of sanctification. Whoever obtains it will become a Saint.

But with so many Chaos Demon Gods and so few wisps of Hongmeng Purple Qi, how would they divide it? Trust was impossible, and cooperation would be fragile at best.

Even those within the same team could betray each other for a chance at the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Soon enough, the group of Chaos Demon Gods split into smaller teams and dispersed.

Even Immortal Yang Mei left.

"He's running fast. Can anyone find where Hongjun went?"

A Chaos Demon God's eyes gleamed with coldness as he stared at the empty space where Hongjun had been.

"I can't find him. He's too cautious. He erased all traces and auras, leaving no clues behind." Another Chaos Demon God shook his head in frustration.

"Hmph, even if he runs fast, if he's late, I will kill him. This guy has mastered the ability to enter and exit the Prehistoric World, which makes him too dangerous."

The Chaos Demon God spoke in a low voice, his eyes gleaming with menace.

"That's right. If he gathers a group of Chaos Demon Gods, it will increase our competition in the Prehistoric World, and our chances of obtaining the Hongmeng Purple Qi will diminish."

Another Chaos Demon God added.

"Don't worry. If this kid is smart, he won't bring more Chaos Demon Gods in. The more Chaos Demon Gods, the greater the chance of exposure. If the law enforcement team from Chaos City discovers us, we'll be in trouble."

"But he said he doesn't want the Hongmeng Purple Qi."

"Heh, you'll be a fool if you believe him. Which Chaos Demon God wouldn't want the Hongmeng Purple Qi? Don't take his words seriously."

"Forget about him for now. The most important thing is to figure out the forces in the Prehistoric World and find a way to become the protagonist of this world to obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi."

Many Chaos Demon Gods continued discussing the matter.

Meanwhile, in a remote valley in the Prehistoric World, another figure appeared silently. It was Hongjun.

"After running so far, they shouldn't be able to catch up."

Hongjun stopped and calmly sensed the atmosphere around him. Finding no trace of any Chaos Demon Gods pursuing him, he sighed in relief, knowing that the danger had passed—at least for now.

"Heh, you think you can get me to join your team? It's a joke. A little shrimp like me, with no background, joining in... even if we succeed, will the Hongmeng Purple Qi be shared with me?"

Hongjun thought clearly. Even if he joined the other team's cause and succeeded in obtaining the Hongmeng Purple Qi, it was unlikely he would receive any share.

So why should he work for others without gain?

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Only a fool would agree to such a deal.

Immortal Yang Mei's appearance seemed kind, but in reality, he was calculating and sinister in his dealings.

Even if the other party promised to give him the Hongmeng Purple Qi, Hongjun didn't trust it. Promises could easily be broken, and if they turned their backs on him, he would be powerless against the Chaos Demon Gods.

Unless, of course, the Hongmeng Purple Qi was so abundant that each Chaos Demon God would receive a portion, but such an outcome was impossible.

After all, the Hongmeng Purple Qi was an extremely rare and precious treasure. How could it be shared by all?

"If I want to get the Hongmeng Purple Qi, I must rely on strategy."

A glimmer of light flashed in Hongjun's eyes.

In fact, this wasn't his first time in the Prehistoric World. He had entered billions of years ago.

But back then, he realized how vast the Prehistoric World was, and how powerful the major races and terrifying Desolate Beasts were—beasts born from the fall of various demon gods.

Moreover, the laws of heaven and earth in this world were too stable. Even a Saint could hardly traverse the void. The task of traveling across the entire Prehistoric World was simply impossible.

Becoming the protagonist of this world, amidst such conditions, was incredibly difficult.

To achieve this goal, he decided to send more Chaos Demon Gods into the Prehistoric World, creating chaos within the world.

By disturbing the situation, he, a mere insignificant figure, would have the chance to exploit the chaos and perhaps gain an advantage.

Of course, this plan was not without risks. There was still a chance of failure.

But without trying, he would never have a chance.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Let's see who laughs last in the Prehistoric World."

Hongjun narrowed his eyes, his lips curling into a faint smile.