But other spiritual treasures were practically useless to a powerhouse like Li Peng.
Yet he was unwilling to let Hongjun off just like that.
For a moment, Li Peng found himself in a dilemma.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up as a new idea came to him.
"Dao Ancestor Hongjun, you and the Heavenly Dao plotted against my wife Houtu like this. If you do not offer compensation, there is no way this will end so easily," Li Peng said calmly.
Hearing how casually he spoke, Dao Ancestor Hongjun felt fury surge within him.
But there was truly nothing he could do to Li Peng right now. He could only take several deep breaths and barely steady his emotions.
"What exactly do you want?" Hongjun asked, forcibly suppressing his anger.
"Nothing much. Once Eastern Emperor Tai Yi dies, simply give his Chaos Bell to my wife Houtu as compensation," Li Peng said with a faint smile.
"How did you know Eastern Emperor Tai Yi would die?" Dao Ancestor Hongjun asked in shock.
If he had not merged himself with the Heavenly Dao, even he would not have known that the Heavenly Dao intended for the Witch and Demon races to destroy each other and decline from then on.
Li Peng had exposed such Heavenly Secrets with a single sentence. How could Hongjun not be shocked?
Could Li Peng, or the Yin-Yang Demon God behind him, already deduce the Heavenly Dao's intentions? Or did they likewise intend for the Witch and Demon races to decline?
Countless thoughts flooded Hongjun's mind in an instant.
Seeing Hongjun remain silent, Li Peng frowned. "Are you agreeing or not? Give me a straight answer! If not, we'll keep fighting!"
Those words reignited the fury Dao Ancestor Hongjun had just suppressed.
But after looking at the newly