After cursing wildly for a while, Yue Qianchou grew more and more dejected as he thought about it. It was not that he could not fight a fake—it was that he truly could not fight. Time and again, he had driven Yan Zhuixing into a corner of certain death, yet the Demon God had repeatedly stepped in to help Yan Zhuixing. What was the point of being powerful if this continued? This time was especially outrageous. The Demon God had actually disregarded his status and brazenly attacked him personally. It was enough to scare a man to death!
He even wondered whether the Demon God had something wrong with his head. His own descendants had been trapped in the Demon Realm for so many years, yet he ignored them, while repeatedly picking fights with a nobody like Yue Qianchou for Yan Zhuixing's sake. It was utterly ridiculous!
He now understood that before an expert like the Demon God, hiding anywhere would be useless. Whether he hid in the Three Realms, the Divine Ruins Realm, or Utopia, that bastard could directly tear open space and pursue him. Where could he run? If Great God Panlong had not stepped in to stop him just now, even fleeing to Utopia would have been a dead end.
Still, thinking about it brought him some comfort. At least Great God Panlong had intervened at the crucial moment. Otherwise, he really would have been finished.
What he did not know was that he had first insulted the Demon God, even fucking the man's ancestors, and the Demon God had not done anything to him. But then, not knowing the height of heaven or the depth of earth, he had actually used the Heaven-Opening Earth-Splitting Arrow to attack the Demon God. One had to know that the