"I refuse to accept this!" A silent scream filled heaven and earth, brimming with resentment so thick it was like ink that could not be diluted. That pig-slaughtering shriek was equally miserable and bloodthirsty, as though it carried an irreconcilable hatred.
Hongjun was dumbfounded. So in the end, it really was him. Then what had been the point of playing mind games with the Heavenly Demon just now? If he had known, he might as well have been more straightforward. He was going to fall into demonhood anyway.
"There's no saving it!" Hongjun muttered as he looked at the control console. What a familiar working environment—but unfortunately, he discovered that he could no longer log into the administrator account no matter what he tried.
You had already fallen into demonhood. Without a Dao Heart, you still expected to control the Heavenly Dao?
There was basically no room for negotiation. In other words, from this day onward, Hongjun had completely lost his authority over the Heavenly Dao. He could only watch. This was even more agonizing than killing him. He had spent countless years and exhausted untold effort before choosing Dao Integration and reaching this point. Yet it had all come to nothing. He had nothing left!
"Qin Fen, it's all because of Qin Fen!" Hongjun said through gritted teeth. But then he thought about it—if he had not gone looking for trouble with him, he probably would not have ended up like this. The moment that thought surfaced, all he could think was, What the hell!
Hongjun could not accept it! Could it really be... his own fault? Pfft! Hongjun spat out a mouthful of dark red blood.
The moment Hongjun's eyes darkened, the Heavenly Dao suddenly sounded an alarm. The sky cleared once more, and everything resumed its orderly