Hongjun's face was calm, standing tall in the void.
He knew clearly.
He was indeed the first one to be knocked down.
The two Creator Gods, in the eyes of all living beings in the entire universe, were like the Tang Monk meat of two primordial chaos universes; all sorts of demons and ghosts wanted to attack them.
It was precisely because he knew this that he had always hidden his strength before, not daring to use it.
"I can only fight them honorably, defeat these beings, survive the second calamity, and then kill that petty thief who only knows how to be sneaky," he said, full of killing intent.
But in the next second, he suddenly grew a bit angry and said, "Damn it, if I defeat the beings of the second calamity, won't that guy again sit back and collect the spoils, passing the second difficulty of proving the Dao with me following my coattails?"
Angry!
Extremely angry!
He was beyond furious!!
That damned bug only knows how to hide behind him and take advantage!
