"If you insist on saying it that way, then it's not impossible."

The Taoist priest, however, seemed completely unconcerned, and sighed softly as he shook his head.

“I am merciful and do not want to argue with you. Di Jun, you always say that the demon race is innocent, but think about it, the demon race has been abusing the human race and killing humans, committing heinous crimes. How can they be innocent? Di Jiang, your witch race has made one mistake after another, eating people every day. Your sins are too heavy, and you will surely suffer the punishment of karma!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pressed down, unleashing a vast and mighty force that struck Dijiang! This force seemed capable of shaking heaven and earth, and even a Great Luo Golden Immortal could not resist it. Fortunately, Dijiang was powerful enough that he was not immediately reduced to ashes!

The witch and demon races knelt on the ground, their faces full of indignation, but dared not utter a single word, only able to glare hatefully at the Heavenly Dao.

The Taoist frowned, seemingly dissatisfied that his move had not killed Dijiang immediately. He raised his hand and pointed at Dijun, preparing to adjust his strength and try again.

Dijiang's body was already withering away. He was terrified and desperate, and tried with all his might to shrink back.

"I refuse to accept this! I refuse to accept this! It was clearly your instigation that led us, the Witch Clan, to—if we had spoken of our sins earlier, treating it as the first time the Witch Clan had eaten humans, why didn't you stop us? Why did you have to wait until the cause and effect became so entangled before bestowing this so-called punishment… What you are doing, what you are doing…"

He was so angry that he couldn't think of a suitable word. In the dead silence, a sinister laugh suddenly broke the stillness:

"They fatten them up before slaughtering them."

The Taoist's expression changed drastically: "Who—"

Before he could turn around, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down sharply and saw a black knife tip suddenly appear in front of him.

...the tip of a knife?

This is a very special knife. The blade is thin and large, with a wide blade and a large hook. It is single-edged and extends to the diagonal cut of the blade. There are several barbs and gouging marks on the back of the blade, as well as strange patterns and symbols carved in the dark.

The Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to realize that he had been stabbed through the chest from behind with a knife!

He immediately lunged forward, pulling his body away from the blade. He channeled his spiritual energy back to protect his heart meridian, but even with his profound cultivation, the Daoist was severely injured when the blade pierced his heart meridian.

"You—you—Luo Hou! When did you escape from Zixiao Palace?!"

Luo Hou laughed wickedly, leisurely and carefree: "You just realized? I've been hiding here for a long time."

Dijiang's body was half withered and dead. Hearing the sound, he lay on the ground and looked up blankly. Dijun touched his chin, and Taiyi blinked.

Um……

This statement is exactly the same as what Heaven said back then.

Heaven turns back.

The man who was speaking leaned leisurely against the ruins of the South Heavenly Gate, still laughing maliciously.

He didn't tie his hair up, letting his long hair fall loosely, which made him look particularly charming and lazy. His handsome face was full of evil, and he didn't wear his black brocade clothes properly. He casually tore open the collar of his clothes, revealing the strong muscle lines of his chest.

Despite his unrestrained and wicked nature, he exuded a natural air of nobility and an undisguised demeanor of a powerful figure.

The man beckoned, and the greatsword that had just pierced the Taoist's chest obediently flew back quickly. The blade was still stained with the blood of the Heavenly Dao, yet it stood obediently in front of the man, not daring to make the slightest move.

But what's even more alarming is that Tiandao blurted out his name.

"Ra...Rahu!?"

In an instant, both the demon race and the witch race held their breath in terror and stared at him in fear.

The man in black raised an eyebrow and smiled lazily.

"Actually, I didn't want to kill you. Pangu, Hongjun, the Heavenly Dao... they were all my old acquaintances. How could I kill my old friend?"