Watching his Dao Heart vanish completely, Hongjun felt his heart ache. He had spent so long laying his plans, and today was supposed to be the day he reaped the rewards. That was why he had come out to take a look, even though Qin Fen had already infuriated him earlier. How could he have known this outcome awaited him? Taking a loss was nothing to Hongjun. He had grown used to it.
But having his Dao Heart shattered was far more than merely taking a loss. To put it bluntly, Qin Fen had cut off his path to further advancement.
Even if he could later stop Big Chef from becoming the Great Dao and strip him of his candidacy, the Great Dao would never consider someone without a Dao Heart as Qin Fen's replacement. The Dao that could be spoken was not the eternal Dao. If you did not even have the heart to seek the Dao, what the hell was there to say?
Hongjun was still stunned. Even now, he had not come to his senses. He could not accept such a devastating blow.
What he did not realize was that his Dao Heart had been battered ever since he first targeted Qin Fen. Then Chi-Mei-Wang-Liang ran into trouble, and Pangu's Resentment began to converge. That trap had put him through absolute hell.
Everyone had a limit to how much hardship and disaster they could endure. The loss of his Dao Heart had certainly exceeded Hongjun's. His mind was completely blank, and he could have stayed dumbstruck until dawn.
His mouth hanging open, Hongjun stared numbly at the monitor like an idiot, muttering, "I destroyed my own Dao Heart. I brought all of this on myself!"
Indeed, if he had acted sooner, or even helped Qin Fen deal