It truly was Heartbreak. Qin Fen had originally kicked him offline and even driven him into demonic deviation. Though the Heavenly Demon was no match for him, he had genuinely become demonized. From then on, the Heavenly Dao was the Heavenly Dao, and he was himself; they no longer had any connection. Fortunately, the demonic deviation had replenished his strength, allowing him to retain a level beyond that of a Saint. But the more Hongjun thought about it, the more his heart ached.
Laozi had finally become a spokesperson after putting in so much effort, yet Qin Fen had ruined it all. Fine, he wanted revenge, but then this bastard had actually become a Saint! His own strength had improved greatly, and Qin Fen's had risen along with it. Was there still any humanity left? Any law?
Hongjun had grievances he could not voice. Although Qin Fen still was not his opponent and was like an ant to him, who knew what the future held? That guy was such a cheat! And he was the Dao Ancestor too. Fuck!
In an instant, Hongjun felt a trace of worry about his wonderful future of destroying the world and becoming the supreme sovereign.
The most disgusting part was that Qin Fen becoming a Saint might even have been his doing. A gift may be light, but the sentiment runs deep! Hongjun pounded his chest.
"I don't want to live anymore!" A pig-slaughtering howl suddenly erupted from the void.
"I don't want to live anymore!" Qin Fen shouted as well. Had he spent years hunting geese only to get pecked by one this time? Had he trapped himself? He had learned the Seventy-Two Transformations, but how was he supposed to get out? He had not even noticed himself becoming much stronger. What fucking