"Shen Ni, the heavens want your ferocious beast race dead! This is fate!"
Shi Chen looked down at Shen Ni from the void, assuming a lofty, superior posture.
The others wore varying expressions, but no one spoke up for Shen Ni.
In the current situation, Shen Ni's defeat had already become inevitable.
"Hmph, the Heavenly Dao? Fate? I do not believe in fate. Even the Heavenly Dao is bound by the Great Dao. Everyone exists beneath the Great Dao, so who is truly above another?"
Shen Ni smiled disdainfully. So what if it was the Heavenly Dao?
All living beings could not escape the Great Dao's designs.
He had no regrets over what he had done.
"Shen Ni, you have lost your divinity and fallen into sin. How dare you speak so recklessly of the Heavenly Dao?"
Hongjun stepped forward and rebuked Shen Ni.
The Heavenly Dao was his backer. He still needed to rely on it to grow stronger and become the greatest.
How could he allow Shen Ni to slander the Heavenly Dao like this?
The expressions of the other Demon Gods were complicated. What Shen Ni said was, after all, the truth.
"You were once Chaos Demon Gods as well, all determined to break through to the Great Dao Realm. But look at you now. You are willing to serve as lackeys, without even a shred of backbone."
Shen Ni was deeply disappointed. Pangu had once sought to kill them, yet now, for their own interests, they were willing to protect the Primordial Wilderness. What bitter irony!
"No matter what, we are still alive, aren't we?"
Slaughter spoke in a low voice from the side.
He was only a Primordial Origin Golden Immortal now. Forget the Heavenly Dao—he could not resist it at all, much less the