Zhu Jiuyin: How About My Witch Race Severing All Ties of Cause and Effect with the Primordial World?

Boom!

At that moment, the Heavenly Dao truly didn't dare make a move.

Hongjun was dumbfounded, too.

Though Pangu's avatar had now dispersed, never mind the Heavenly Dao—even Hongjun could have crushed the twelve Ancestral Witches, Zhu Jiuyin included, with a flick of his finger.

After all, before Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor, even Zhu Jiuyin, a Half-Sage, was nothing more than a slightly larger ant.

But this was just like when Zhu Jiuyin had asked whether the Heavenly Dao was greater than Pangu: there were many things you could do, but not say.

The Heavenly Dao might be powerful, but the Witch Race wasn't made of clay, either. They weren't something you could casually wipe out.

If it could be done, Hongjun would have started killing them long ago. Why wait until now?

If the Heavenly Dao dared say, "The Heavenly Dao will not tolerate the Witch Race," Zhu Jiuyin would definitely dare to complain to the Great Dao.

The Great Dao was impartial.

The Heavenly Dao merely managed the Primordial World. With the Witch Race's immense merit and flourishing fortune drawing the attention of both Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao, what right did it have to wipe out the Witch Race, the Orthodox Pangu Lineage?

Were they trying to grab the inheritance after the family was gone?

That sort of thing might happen in the mortal world, but before the Great Dao, if you dared try it, you could go explain yourself to my Great Dao Divine Lightning!

Hongjun smiled, his normally stern expression changing at once. Even his smile held a hint of reassurance.

"That's a serious accusation, young friend—far too serious! The Heavenly Dao is impartial. It would never target any power or individual without cause."

At the sight of this, the mighty figures—including the Three Pure