"Playing self-destruction in front of me?" Styx chuckled and shook his head. "Hongjun, you've overestimated yourself and underestimated the Primordial Chaos Limitless Grand Luo Golden Immortal."
With a light tap of his fingertip, layer upon layer of ripples immediately spread across the surface of the orb. Hongjun's last remnant of consciousness was forcibly extracted and stripped away amid its struggles.
Countless fragments of memory flashed before Styx's eyes one after another: humbly struggling to survive under the oppression of numerous powerful Chaos Demon Gods in Chaos; the smug satisfaction after reincarnating into the Great Wilderness and obtaining the Jade Disc of Creation; the glory of preaching in Purple Cloud Palace, when three thousand Innate Divine Beings all revered him as the Dao Ancestor; the constant trepidation after unexpectedly learning that he had been manipulated by Destiny after merging with the Dao; and the patient schemes he had devised for revenge after fleeing the Great Wilderness...
In the end, all the fragments converged into a single point. It was also Hongjun's strongest obsession: a cultivator's boundless longing for the supreme Great Dao, as well as his endless resentment after coming within a step of success only to fail.
"Your obsession runs deep, and your Dao Heart has already strayed," Styx assessed. For a cultivator to achieve greater accomplishments, the hardships at every step were indispensable.
Just like Styx himself, although he had also encountered many opportunities, there was no doubt that his cultivation had begun at the Earth Immortal stage and progressed one step at a time.
As for Destiny, Hongjun, and the others, although their strength was formidable, they had initially set their sights on stealing Pangu Dao Fruit. They had lacked much confidence in themselves instead.
How could they possibly climb to the summit by cultivating like that?
Styx