Luo Hou, an ancient name, once again resounded through the Great Thunderclap Temple of Spirit Mountain after endless ages.
The veteran Buddhas' hearts skipped a beat upon hearing that name. Their eyes widened in astonishment.
Guanyin, Samantabhadra, Lingji Bodhisattva, Amitabha, Maitreya, and the others all stared fixedly at the Great Black Lotus, inwardly fearful and uneasy.
Recalling the past, when they had gained awareness, taken form, and wandered the Primordial World, they had all heard the name of the Demon Ancestor.
Though they had never seen his face, they knew of his power.
He was an ancient godfiend from the same era as the Dao Ancestor.
After entering their respective sects, they had heard even more of his legends.
During the ancient war between Dao and Demon, the Dao Ancestor had led a host of ancient godfiends to the Western Lands to battle Luo Hou for countless years.
The Immortal Slaying Sword Array he had laid down had forced godfiends such as Yin-Yang and Qiankun to self-destruct and undergo Self-Disintegration, leaving only the Dao Ancestor alive in the end.
Had the Dao Ancestor not comprehended the Saint Method of severing the Three Corpses, casting them from his body and breaking the Immortal Slaying Sword Array, the Primordial World might have become a world of demons.
Legend said Luo Hou had undergone Self-Disintegration and perished, his body becoming the Demon Realm. Yet before us...
Fotu stared intently at the Great Black Lotus, whose brows were tightly furrowed and whose face was filled with vigilance.
"Who exactly are you?"
Fotu sneered. "Surprised that This Seat knows your origins?"
"You once declared that Dao would decline and demons would rise. Now the Dao path has grown hollow, and demons have risen on their own. Taking advantage of Buddhism's tribulation, you sought to make