So the Dao Ancestor Hongjun was Just a Medicinal Ingredient?

"Haha..."

The will of the Heavenly Dao laughed again.

"Not bad."

"Hongjun, at least you were not stupid to the bone."

"If I had not discovered their existence long ago, why would I have sought you out to merge with the Dao?"

The will of the Heavenly Dao carried a trace of mockery.

"If I truly needed someone to merge with the Dao in order to become complete..."

"Then in this Primordial Wilderness, aside from the Three Pure Ones and the thirteen Ancestral Wu who obtained Pangu's Legacy, which Innate Divine would be unable to merge with the Dao?"

"Taiyi, Di Jun, even Zhen Yuanzi and Minghe—any of them could have done it."

"Why, then, did I have to choose you, a Chaos Demon God with the most special roots and origins, to merge with the Dao?"

"Was it not precisely to use your identity as a Chaos Demon God, to use your ambition that refused to live beneath another, to lure the two of them out from within my source?"

Every word was like a heavy hammer, smashing viciously onto Hongjun's Primordial Spirit.

Yes. Why him, of all people?

It was not as if he had never thought about that question.

But his conclusion at the time had been that it was because he was the strongest, the most ambitious, and the most suited to become the "chess piece" in the Heavenly Dao's eyes.

Now, looking back, how laughable that was.

His identity as a Chaos Demon God had never been something the Heavenly Dao feared from the very beginning. Rather, it was what It had taken a fancy to—the most perfect, most indispensable link in Its entire plan!

"Impossible!"

The Destiny Demon God let out a shrill roar, filled with the fury of one who had been fooled.