The people present felt turmoil upon hearing this. They could not fathom, if all this were true, what kind of upheaval would occur in the Primordial World.

A flash of astonishment crossed the Sect Hierarch Tongtian's eyes as he said in a deep voice, "So, you're saying that now the Hong Jun Taoist Ancestor is actually Luo Hou in disguise?"

Yu Yuan nodded, his gaze shifting to the Hong Jun Taoist Ancestor as he spoke solemnly, "Exactly. Luo Hou took the opportunity to unlock the seal, began to impersonate the Taoist Ancestor, while the real Hong Jun has been trapped within the Heavenly Dao, unable to expose all this."

The Saints exchanged glances, riddled with doubts about Yu Yuan's words, yet they could not dismiss the possibility behind them. After all, every event Yu Yuan mentioned deviated more or less from their known history.

The complexion of Hong Jun Taoist Ancestor worsened, a sinister light flickered in his eyes, "Yu Yuan, you demon, dare to spread rumors and cause trouble here, seeking to incite great chaos in the Primordial!"

Unmoved, Yu Yuan's voice remained calm and resolute: "Hong Jun, no, you should be addressed as Luo Hou. No matter how clever your tricks are, there will come a day when the truth will be revealed to the world, and your disguise will be nothing more than a fleeting illusion."

His words rang out with the force of ironclad facts.

The atmosphere in the room grew even tenser, the doubts and unease in the hearts of the Saints rippling like an endless river, one wave subsiding only for another to rise.

The voice of Yuanshi Tianzun sounded again, weighty as Mount Tai, filled with undeniable authority, "Yu Yuan, if you have no solid evidence to back up your baseless claims, you will suffer the punishment of the Heavenly Dao!"

Yu Yuan's gaze remained serene, his voice carrying a tranquil confidence, "Yuanshi, the evidence you seek is right here."

No sooner had his words fallen, a dazzling light burst forth from within Yu Yuan's body, a light that seemed to contain endless Primordial Qi, shooting straight into the clouds. Accompanying the diffusion of light, a majestic figure emerged slowly from Yu Yuan, its bearing exalted, holding a Primordial Dust, indeed in the likeness of Hong Jun Taoist Ancestor.

"This is..." The Saints' gazes froze, as they saw two identical Taoist Ancestors, each at a loss.

"Master?" The voice of Yuanshi Tianzun trembled slightly, his eyes full of incredulity.

The newly appeared figure of Hong Jun Taoist Ancestor was tranquil and solemn, his gaze sweeping over the Saints before turning to the other Hong Jun, eyes flashing with complex emotions, "Luo Hou, your disguise, though ingenious, you never expected that I would reemerge in this world, did you?"

The Saints looked at one another, their hearts filled with confusion and shock, unsure which one was the true Hong Jun Taoist Ancestor.

"How… how could this be possible…" The original voice of Hong Jun Taoist Ancestor carried a tinge of panic, his form becoming somewhat ethereal, no longer as solid as before.

"Weren't you merged with the Heavenly Dao? How could you still descend into this world?"

Beneath the scrutiny of all, Luo Hou's figure gradually revealed its true form. His body twisted and changed, from the likeness of Hong Jun Taoist Ancestor to that of a majestic man in a black robe. His countenance was stern, eyes as deep as an abyss, flickering with eerie green light, conveying an inscrutable depth.

Beneath the black robe, Luo Hou's stature seemed taller than that of an ordinary man, with broad shoulders that exuded an unshakeable solidity. His fingers were long and elegant, tips faintly gleaming with a cold radiance, as though every movement harbored the power to destroy Heaven and Earth.

The air around twisted due to the revelation of his True Body, as if even Heaven and Earth trembled under his malevolence. The overwhelming malevolence spread like a tangible entity, pressing heavily on everyone present.

The expressions of the Saints instantly turned grave, their eyes betraying an irrefutable shock and fear. They finally realized that the Taoist Ancestor they had served for many years was indeed Demon Ancestor Luo Hou in disguise. This revelation surpassed their imagination, and their beliefs were shaken to their core at this moment.

The palm of Yuanshi Tianzun trembled slightly, the gaze of Taiching Saint becoming complex, Sect Hierarch Tongtian's eyebrows furrowed tightly, eyes meeting in wordless shock. The reality was too staggering for them to know how to react.

Luo Hou looked at their reactions, a mocking smile curling at his lips, his voice deep and demonic, "Good disciples, why don't you kneel upon seeing your master?"

His voice brimmed with an irresistible force, each word able to stir the soul, instilling an involuntary, deep fear.

Luo Hou slowly lifted his palm, the power beneath his black robe converging, as if he controlled the vital qi of the entire world. His eyes sparkled with arrogance and ambition; at this moment, he wanted the whole Primordial World to experience his strength.

The fury of Yuanshi Tianzun erupted like molten lava, his voice thundering with tremendous rage, "Luo Hou! You demon, daring to usurp and deceive under the guise of the Taoist Ancestor, conniving and stealing names! Your crimes, utterly innumerable!"

The visage of Nuwa grew icy cold, her voice carrying a tone of unequivocal severity, "Luo Hou, truly you are cruel and ruthless. Was the Witch Demon's genocide for artifact refinement also orchestrated by you behind the scenes?"

There stood Luo Hou, like a Divine Being of darkness, hearkening to the Saints' accusations with roaring laughter, his voice filled with endless arrogance and disdain, "Hahaha! Yes, I did it. I am Luo Hou; why should I hide? Now that my strength is restored, surpassing the past, all you so-called Saints are nothing but ants in my eyes!"