Hong Jun Is Extorted

Hong Jun lowered his head, looking at Liu Mang prostrating himself, his brow furrowed, and a hint of ferocity flashed in his narrowed eyes.

However, Hong Jun kept his head down, so his expression was not seen by others.

Initially, Hong Jun had no intention of killing Liu Mang.

Even if Liu Mang was an anomaly, he didn't believe such a nobody could pose any threat to him.

Facing such a sycophantic character, Hong Jun had a hundred million ways to pull the other party to his side, ultimately causing the Heavenly Dao to fail in its scheme.

In Hong Jun's eyes, Liu Mang was a polite and eloquent young fellow.

Keeping him around to occasionally praise him would be exciting enough to make him tremble with anticipation.

But Liu Mang's subsequent fawning actions reminded Hong Jun of an unpleasant memory.

He saw his own shadow in Liu Mang.

Wasn't it the same when Pangu created the heavens? He faced Pangu like this.

Under Pangu's might, he could only cower in the chaos, trembling, unable to even do something as simple as run away.

To survive, he was equally shameless, equally forced to compromise, equally humbled to the dust.

At that time, there were many humble Demon Gods like him, but he, relying on his own shamelessness, was the one who laughed last.

And now, the formerly short, ugly, and poor Demon God Hong Jun was gone, leaving only the glorious and righteous Dao Ancestor Hong Jun of today.

Hong Jun knew very well that a gentleman was not to be feared; he had seen over a thousand gentlemen among the three thousand Demon Gods, but now not even ashes could be found.

Instead, true villains like him were living quite well.

And Liu Mang had gone even further than he had back then, even willing to shed all pretense of dignity!

In an instant, Hong Jun made up his mind.

This child absolutely cannot be kept alive!

Meanwhile, Liu Mang.

Liu Mang remained prostrate on the ground for a long time without a response, and his cupped hands felt no gift being placed within them.

"Hong Jun wouldn't be so socially inept, would he? I even called him grandpa and offered my hand, and he's not showing any reaction?"

Just as Liu Mang was about to look up and assess the situation, before he could make a move, a powerful aura surged from all directions, engulfing him and suppressing him so that he couldn't move.

Within a second, Liu Mang's blood erupted from every pore, his entire body stained red as if he were Ming He reincarnated.

This pressure seemed capable of crushing heaven and earth, making every muscle in his body tremble, and his 206 bones groaned, seemingly on the verge of shattering into powder at any moment.

Liu Mang's heart ached, and he thought to himself, "I've already cowered this much, and yet this earthworm doesn't plan on letting me go."

If Liu Mang had known things would turn out like this, he would have definitely hidden behind Nu Wa and not come out, never daring to court death by presenting himself to Hong Jun.

Now, faced with this situation, even Nu Wa couldn't intervene in time to save him.

Everyone watched in stunned silence as Hong Jun suddenly attacked Liu Mang, completely caught off guard.

[It's over! This time, it's really game over!]

[We're about to attend a funeral banquet, I wonder if I'll still receive gifts.]

Liu Mang had already prepared himself for death once more.

The next second, however, he felt the oppressive aura vanish as suddenly as it had appeared.

Nu Wa, who had been preparing to act, also stopped, but a flicker of shock in Hong Jun's eyes was precisely captured by Nu Wa, who had been watching him closely.

However, the shock in Hong Jun's eyes vanished in an instant, and he quickly returned to his usual self before anyone else could notice.

Ignoring everyone's bewildered expressions, he looked at Liu Mang and said, "Hahaha, as expected of a Human Race member who will become the protagonist of Hong Huang in the future. You haven't even begun cultivating, yet you can withstand the trial of heavenly might."

He wore a faint smile, his face filled with praise, "Excellent, truly excellent!"

Upon hearing Hong Jun's words, everyone suddenly understood.

So, the Dao Ancestor was testing Liu Mang. They had misunderstood him, thinking he had attacked a junior without regard for his status or reason. If that were the case, wouldn't everyone in Hong Huang live in fear?

Why did Hong Jun suddenly stop? This had to be explained from the beginning.

After Hong Jun made up his mind, he immediately launched an attack in the next second.

Having been in Hong Huang for so long, how could he not know that villains die from talking too much?

So, without a word, he directly attacked.

However, as soon as the attack launched by Hong Ju's clone touched Liu Mang, a great crisis struck Hong Jun's main body in the Purple Heaven Palace, making him feel a sense of dread.

He had no doubt that if he dared to annihilate Liu Mang, he would face immediate death and annihilation of his Dao.

Hong Jun immediately stopped his actions. As soon as he stopped, the feeling of impending death also vanished.

He knew that the idea of destroying Liu Mang was impossible, so he changed his words, claiming it was merely a test.

However, how many people believed his words was another matter entirely.

The crowd exchanged glances and fell silent.

Purple Heaven Palace.

Hong Jun's main body gazed into the void, his face filled with mockery.

"What is his background? This power that can make me die and vanish, the Heavenly Dao, you can't do that."

He waited for a long time, but received no response.

He looked up towards the depths of chaos, "Could it be that an existence from there has made a move?"

Hong Jun thought for a moment, his face hardening with ruthlessness, and said, "I don't care who you are, anyone who blocks my path to transcending Hong Huang will be my enemy."

Through his clone, he looked at Liu Mang, who was lying on the ground, and thought to himself, "Hong Huang is so vast, if something were to happen to your people, you can't blame me, right?"

However, what was more important right now was to deal with the situation at hand.

Hong Jun waved his hand, and Liu Mang's body not only became clean again, but he also involuntarily stood up from his prone position.

Liu Mang looked at Hong Jun with eager anticipation, fawning, "Grandpa Dao Ancestor, what treasure is the meeting gift for your grand-disciple?"

Liu Mang smiled on the surface, but inside he was cursing.

What a test, who are you trying to fool?

You almost killed me, I'm not letting you go without bleeding you dry!

Hong Jun looked at Liu Mang's still cupped hands, his face darkened, "This dog is really persistent. It seems I can't let him leave today without giving him something!"

"Of course, there will be a meeting gift for you. This one..." Before Hong Jun could finish speaking, Liu Mang's surprised voice rang out.

"I knew Grandpa Dao Ancestor wouldn't be stingy. Di Jun gave your grand-disciple a Postnatal Spiritual Treasure and said no one could surpass him."

Di Jun, who had just been called out, was completely bewildered by Hong Jun's murderous gaze.

Di Jun: "It wasn't me, I didn't do it, don't spout nonsense!"

Hong Jun's hand, which was reaching for a gift, paused. He looked at Di Jun with ill intent and slowly said, "The Lord of the Demon Race is indeed different. He makes a move with a Postnatal Spiritual Treasure. I'll have to visit the Demon Court sometime."

After hearing Hong Jun's words, Di Jun's face was covered in black lines. He glared hatefully at Liu Mang: When did I ever say such a thing? You dog are trying to set me up again.

If I, Di Jun, am not human, then you are truly a dog!