Emperor Zi Wei frowned, "I'm not aware of many secrets concerning Mother and Big Brother."
"It doesn't matter, write down what you know. I will also give you a list, and when you get the chance, kill all the immortals on that list. For each one fewer dead, Primordial Monarch Doumu will suffer an additional year of Thunder Penalty torment."
Emperor Zi Wei's fist clenched instantly.
But Ji Changsheng simply ignored it.
When holding the upper hand, one must press the faltering enemy.
Emperor Zi Wei said solemnly, "The immortals on the Investiture of the Gods can't be touched, I don't have the power to kill them."
Ji Changsheng's response was straightforward, "That's your problem, not mine. As long as the will doesn't falter, there will always be more solutions than difficulties."
"You..."