The Nether River was afraid of dying!
Di Jun opened fire, unleashing a furious bombardment.
A mighty Demon Ancestor had been innocently caught in the crossfire, suffered collateral damage, and ended up being called a coward afraid of trouble.
Of course, if the Ancestor Minghe Mo who had gone to wage war against Dao Ancestor Hongjun found out, he would probably only roll his eyes and pretend nothing had happened. Words like these would hardly provoke him into action.
—Yeah, yeah, exactly. You're right. I don't have the guts to raise my sword against Tai Hao, so I can only bully weak rookies and little minions to maintain my position as the greatest executioner in the Primordial World!
—Also, take good care of yourself. Once I've cut down the Dao Ancestor, I'll deal with you too!
—I can't do anything to Tai Hao. After all, punishment doesn't reach Pangu... But you think I can't do anything to you?
—Do you think I don't care about my reputation?
—Who told you to spout the ugly truth!
The Ancestor Minghe Mo admitted it deep down... He still had a chance against the Heavenly Dao, but provoking Pangu meant certain death. He wanted to live for a few more years.
But he absolutely could not show weakness in public!
At that moment, however, the Ancestor Minghe Mo was already powerless to concern himself with anything else.
He unleashed a forbidden technique. The Endless Hell began to turn, and he sacrificed Dao Ancestor Hongjun alive. He had indeed dragged down this Heavenly Dao's watchdog administrator... Unfortunately, after falling from Heaven and becoming human, the fractured Hongjun might turn and flee the instant he saw Nuwa, but dealing with the Ancestor Minghe Mo was no longer difficult.
Blood sprayed through the air. Yuantu and Abi