Facing the hunt of three top-tier giants, Li Xinghe did not panic.
Even if the Lord of Destiny's strength far exceeded his estimates, the power of the Demon God Statue was not to be underestimated either.
After all, it had belonged to an existence that had reigned supreme over an entire era. Even fallen, the First Demon God could still make the Big Bosses of the Primordial fear him for countless years.
"Kid, I advise you to obediently admit defeat. Otherwise, your death will be very ugly." The Devil Master of Destruction came wreathed in terrifying demonic qi.
"You?" Li Xinghe controlled the Demon God Statue and instantly shifted right in front of the Devil Master of Destruction.
The two clashed head-on without the slightest fancy flourish.
Just one strike was enough to make the heavens collapse and the earth split. The Devil Master of Destruction was blasted backward, his expression ugly.
"It's not that I look down on you, but as the mighty Demon Ancestor, you're actually dancing to Destiny's tune. What kind of Devil Master does that make you?" Li Xinghe said with a face full of contempt.
The Devil Master of Destruction's fury soared to the heavens. "You're courting death."
Li Xinghe had torn off his mask, making him lose face before the many Big Bosses of the Primordial, and that humiliation turned into rage.
"Heh. If not for this Pillar of the Three Thousand Great Daos, if not for Destiny and Creation, you wouldn't even qualify to be my adopted son."
"My adopted son Luohu might not be strong, but he has ambitions that scrape the clouds. He's determined to become the strongest man in the Primordial. Even toward me, he obeys with his mouth but not in his heart."
"If you really have the ability,