"My condition is simple."
Qin Mu held up one finger, looked at Hongjun, and spoke each word slowly.
"I want three Saint Positions."
Boom!
The moment those words fell, even time itself seemed to freeze within the flowing River of Forgetfulness.
Empress Pingxin's beautiful eyes, which had witnessed the cycles of life and death and should have remained unruffled, widened round. She instinctively covered her red lips with a hand as unprecedented, towering waves surged through her heart.
Three Saint Positions?
What kind of concept was that?
This was no longer a lion opening its jaws wide. This was treating the Heavenly Dao like a pig to be slaughtered!
Since heaven and earth were created, the number of Heavenly Dao Saints had been fixed. Every Saint represented authority over a portion of the Heavenly Dao Origin and formed a cornerstone of order in the Primordial World.
And Qin Mu was asking for three the moment he opened his mouth?
What was he planning? Who was he giving those three Saint Positions to?
Could it be that he wanted to create three more Saints by himself?
This was simply rewriting the fundamental rules of the entire Primordial World!
Compared to Empress Pingxin's shock, Hongjun's reaction was even more intense.
The indistinct face formed from Heavenly Dao Laws twisted violently at that instant. Suppressed fury surged from him, causing the entire space of the Netherworld Underworld to ripple violently.
"Qin Mu! Do not go too far!"
For the first time, Hongjun's voice carried undisguised fury and sharpness.
"Do you know what three Saint Positions mean? It means tearing three core portions alive from the Heavenly Dao Origin! Every single one would grievously wound the Heavenly Dao's vitality. Put three together, and the entire Primordial World's workings would collapse! There is no way