The Investiture of the Gods Is About to Begin "I understand."
It took Hongjun a full quarter of an hour to come back to his senses.
Although he sensed that there was something wrong with this thing, that it was not even anything good.
He did not care at this moment, because it would not affect him, nor was it of much value to him.
With that in mind, Hongjun spoke directly. "In that case, I'll give it to Di Jun—"
"No!"
Before Hongjun could finish, the Heavenly Dao cut him off. "This object must not fall into Di Jun's hands, nor can it be controlled by the Demon Race."
"Otherwise, it will truly become uncontrollable—something that cannot even be wielded."
At those words, Hongjun frowned.
It could not be given to the Demon Race.
That was not good news.
Other than Di Jun, everyone else was his disciple—but they were all born with rebellious bones.
Under such circumstances, letting them control this object would be a colossal disaster. Even he himself would be dragged into it.
At that thought, Hongjun immediately said, "If that is the case, doesn't that mean there is no possibility of succeeding?"
"You should also be well aware that the implications and consequences of this matter are enormous."
"Other than the Demon Race, there are only Yuanshi, Jieyin, and Zhunti."
As he spoke, Hongjun seemed to think of something and continued, "Especially Jieyin and Zhunti. Those two are themselves connected to the Demonic Path. If anything goes wrong, then—"
"Then let Yuanshi Tianzun do it."
Waving a hand, the Heavenly Dao spoke calmly. "I know exactly what that fellow wants."
"But it is already impossible for me to let him go."
"Two of the Three Pure Ones have left. I must seize hold of the