He took a step forward. With that single step, the entire Primordial Wilderness seemed to sink slightly, and the invisible pressure surged.
"Hongjun, hand over everything tied by cause and effect to Jieyou's death! Otherwise, I will drain the source of this world, refine every living being, and find it myself!" Ji Wu said, his voice cold and hard.
Hongjun frowned. This demon really had come for revenge... and his senses were frighteningly sharp...
"Jieyou?" Hongjun spoke the name evenly, without a trace of emotion in his voice.
"An Extraterrestrial Demon God barged into the Primordial Wilderness and disrupted its order. Naturally, the Heavenly Dao's tribulations fell upon him. Whether he died from the backlash of Chaos or perished in some deadly corner of the Primordial Wilderness, that was his fate," Hongjun said.
"I am the Heavenly Dao. I maintain the balance. Why would I single out one mere demon from beyond this realm? Fellow Daoist, you may have come to the wrong place—or been misled by an enemy."
Hongjun did not say what had happened to Jieyou. If he had, it would have been like putting a torch to a powder keg...
"You don't know?" Ji Wu's demonic eyes narrowed. Scarlet light blazed from them, and the demonic aura around him suddenly turned violent.
"You have merged with this world's Heavenly Dao. Something this momentous happened within it—my own blood descendant died—and you expect me to believe you know nothing? Hongjun, do you take me for a three-year-old child you can fool at will?!"
"Since you refuse to speak..." Ji Wu slowly raised his right hand and spread his fingers. A point of absolute darkness gathered and spun in his palm, like a tiny black hole capable of devouring all things and ending everything.
"Then I'll beat the answer