It exploded!
When Qiangliang used the Law of Thunder to broadcast the three demands Zhu Jiuyin had issued across the Primordial World with a thunderous roar, the entire Primordial World erupted like oil in a pan when water was poured in!
Jie Yin and Zhunti were both stunned.
In fact, they had been prepared for the Witch Race to respond—or even retaliate—after their repeated provocations.
But they had never imagined the Witch Race's response would be so domineering, or their retaliation so fierce and explosive.
Zhunti kicked over the table in front of him.
"You're no son of man! Zhu Jiuyin, you're no son of man!
"Demanding that we surrender the title of Lord of the West? Then wouldn't all these countless years of hard work by the two of us just be making wedding clothes for the Witch Race?
"And what's this about the Witch Race having to take nine-tenths of everything in the Western World?
"Nine-tenths! The two of us have worked hard all these years and haven't even amassed three-tenths combined, and he wants to take nine-tenths with a single sentence?
"Why doesn't he just say he's going to refine the entire Western World, raise the banner of rebellion against Heaven in the West, and openly challenge the Heavenly Dao? Wouldn't that be even more impressive?"
"Brother, watch your words!"
Seeing Zhunti grow more and more outrageous, Jie Yin hurriedly tried to stop him.
As if the Witch Race's Pangu Hall—which could shield them from the Heavenly Dao's perception—was something they had in the West!
If they provoked the Heavenly Dao, a bolt of Purple Heaven Divine Lightning might strike them down. Zhunti would be the one to suffer.
Unfortunately, Zhunti was already consumed by rage. If Jie Yin hadn't tried to stop him, all would have