"Once I get out, I'll find a chance to wipe you all out."
Qing Jia muttered as he paced through the darkness.
He had made a vicious threat—
He held a grudge like nobody else!
It was a tradition of the Feng family.
Great Sage Fuxi held grudges. His Little Notebook was filled with the names of every opponent or subordinate who had made things difficult or irritated him. When the day came to retaliate, tears would glisten at the corners of his eyes while a smile curled his lips, and he would slaughter them in a frenzy of delight.
Empress Nuwa had been influenced by what she saw and heard, and had learned the same grudge-holding skills. She remembered clearly everyone who had harmed her, especially when it came to her elder brother. She had quite the style of "putting righteousness before family."
As the current leader of the Feng family—the Feng Empress Feng Xi was even more skilled in this way... He had even taken the initiative to attack, seeking justice on behalf of all Human Dao Beings. He had seriously considered collectively offering the three thousand Innate Divine Beings to Heaven!
As Feng Xi's most promising secondary account in the past, Feng Nine Nine—Emperor Yan Qing Jia had inherited his main account's temperament. He had not the slightest bit of goodwill toward the bastards who had added countless hardships to his ascent. Gritting his teeth, he drew circles on the ground and cursed them.
After cursing them, however, once the violent turbulence in the darkness gradually calmed, he fell silent as well. He quietly used his sincere heart to feel the entire darkness and embrace the entire darkness, yet he could not lose himself within it. Instead, he had to polish his heart little by little, turning