Luo vs. Luo

Luohu curled his red lips into a wicked smile and said casually, "My hands are itching, is that not allowed?"

Chu Feng was utterly speechless. "Fine, you're the Demon Ancestor, you call the shots."

Little did he know that Luohu hadn't killed him immediately because he was simply curious about how a male being had suddenly appeared in the Primordial World.

It should be noted that before Chu Feng transmigrated, Luohu had traveled for countless years and had not discovered any male beings.

Moreover, when Chu Feng first transmigrated, the system helped him refine Pangu's Blood Essence.

It was precisely because of this that Chu Feng retained a trace of Pangu's aura, which led Luohu to mistakenly believe that Chu Feng was the reincarnation of Pangu.

As they spent more time together, the aura of Pangu disappeared, Luohu became certain that Chu Feng was not the reincarnation of Pangu.

As for not killing Chu Feng, it was purely out of amusement, after all, he was the only male being in the Primordial World.

Yang Mei, standing to the side, sighed softly and shook his head, seemingly already accustomed to Luohu's way of doing things.

Just then, that cold, mechanical voice rang out again, this time with a hint of urgency and panic.

"Ding! Host has been killed, system energy is being depleted... Now searching for a new host..."

"Still trying to run?"

Luohu sneered, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Suddenly, she spread her five fingers and grabbed at the void.

"Buzz!"

The entire space froze instantly. A sphere of light, emitting a faint glow and composed of countless runes, was forcibly pulled from the void by her. It was Long Shan's Sign-in System.

The system's light sphere struggled violently, attempting to escape.

However, Luohu's palm was like an indestructible cage, and no matter how it struggled, it was to no avail.

"Break!"

Luohu let out a soft chuckle, his fingertips wreathed in demonic energy, and he directly touched the core of the system's light sphere.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the source of the system's light sphere was instantly shattered, and all the runes and energy dissipated, turning into a pile of treasures that fell down.

Chu Feng stepped forward and asked, "How was the harvest?"

With a casual wave of his hand, Luohu collected the spoils into his palm.

After a brief sensing, her delicate brows furrowed slightly. "These are all treasures from our Primordial World — Innate Spiritual Treasure, Houtian Spiritual Treasure, and some cultivation techniques and supernatural abilities."

At this point, Luohu paused, "But... why is its power so weak? The God-Slaying Spear doesn't even reach the power of a low-grade Houtian Spiritual Treasure."

Luohu shook her head slightly, indicating her disdain. The God-Slaying Spear was her exclusive magic weapon, and seeing the inferior version of the same God-Slaying Spear, a look of disappointment appeared on her face.

Chu Feng pondered for a moment and immediately understood, "Because this is a low-level plane, the laws and origins of this world cannot support the power of a true Innate Spiritual Treasure."

Therefore, these things copied by the system are naturally just stripped-down versions, lacking substance.

He paused, a meaningful smile playing on his lips, and continued, "In a world where the laws are incomplete, the power of magical artifacts is naturally weakened. Perhaps you can even see another version of yourself here."

Upon hearing this, Luohu abruptly raised his head, somewhat incredulous. "Are you serious?"

"Of course it's true, why would I lie to you?"

Chu Feng said helplessly.

"This barren land dares to call itself Primordial World?"

Luohu examined it carefully, then parted her red lips slightly, "The spiritual energy is sparse, and the laws are incomplete."

Before Chu Feng could answer, Yang Mei smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Luohu Hou, you are mistaken."

Because its laws are incomplete, the three of us are actually less constrained when acting here."

Chu Feng nodded. "Fellow Daoist Yang Mei is right. This will make it easier for us to hunt down transmigrators and give back to our world."

Luohu nodded slightly, his divine sense spreading out and covering an area of hundreds of millions of miles.

After a moment, she frowned slightly. "There are indeed some insignificant little things."

The moment the words left their mouths, the three figures vanished from the spot.

Like ghosts, they traversed the mountains and rivers, and wherever they went, any Spirit Herbs that had been around for a few years or any mineral veins that contained a trace of the source were ruthlessly taken into Chu Feng's possession.

Luohu and Yang Mei scoffed at this; they were searching for an even higher-level treasure.

Just then, a surge of demonic energy rolled in from the western horizon, its momentum overwhelming.

"Um?"

Luohu stopped in his tracks, a strange smile appearing on his exquisite face.

Yang Mei also sensed it and said in surprise, "Fellow Daoist Luohu Hou, this aura is somewhat similar to yours, but it's too weak."

Chu Feng looked up and saw a man in a black robe with an arrogant face walking through the air in the center of the demonic energy, followed by countless demon soldiers and generals, his power overwhelming!

In this world, he is already a top-tier powerhouse.

The man quickly spotted Chu Feng and his companions. His gaze sharpened, scrutinizing them as he arrogantly demanded, "Who are you? How dare you trespass on my Luohu's territory? Don't you value your lives?"

Chu Feng and Yang Mei exchanged a smile, seeing amusement in each other's eyes.

Male Luohu?

Female Luohu?

Who is stronger?

Luohu moved with light, graceful steps, scrutinizing the male Luohu with interest. A disdainful smile curled her red lips, "Your territory? When did this become your territory?"

The male Luohu roared, "I am the Demon Ancestor Luohu! This Western Continent, and indeed the entire future of the Primordial World, will belong to me! You ants, state your names, for I do not kill nameless nobodies!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng almost burst out laughing, and Yang Mei covered his mouth and chuckled softly.

Is he out of his mind?

They have experienced Primordial World events.

The fact that Luohu in this world is not dead means that we are currently in the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity period, or even earlier.

Moreover, even Luohu during the Longhan era did not achieve sainthood.

Moreover, in this lower-dimensional Primordial World, even Primordial Origin Golden Immortal is probably not as powerful as an Earth Immortal in their own world.

Luohu's smile deepened, his eyes sparkling with a hint of mockery. "Oh? You're Luohu too?"

"Presumptuous!"

The male Luohu felt deeply humiliated. How dare a mere woman speak to him in such a tone?

What is her identity? What is her background?

Have you had enough of life?

Who am I? The Demon Ancestor!

Having Primordial World the primordial world for countless years, who dares to disrespect themselves?

Of course, he didn't know that the woman in front of him was himself from another time and space.

However, his opponent's strength far surpassed his.

Luohu glanced at him disdainfully and said leisurely, "I am Luohu."

Upon hearing this, the male Luohu was immediately stunned, his eyes widening as if he had heard the most absurd joke in the world.

He flew into a rage and shouted, "Nonsense! If you are Luohu, then who am I? You ignorant fool, daring to impersonate my name!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was about to activate the magic weapon.

However, Luohu had lost patience; the smile on his face vanished instantly, replaced by endless killing intent.

"Impersonating someone? You dare to presume?"

She gently raised a slender finger and pointed it at the male Luohu.

In an instant, a barely perceptible black thread shot out from her fingertip.

The anger and disdain on the male Luohu's face were still frozen, but his body suddenly stiffened.

The next moment, his proud demonic body and seemingly indestructible soul disintegrated and collapsed at a visible speed, turning into demonic energy.

Suddenly, as if drawn by some force, the demonic energy surged wildly toward Luohu, only to be swallowed whole by her gentle inhalation.

With such an absolute difference in strength, the male Luohu didn't even get a chance to scream before being instantly refined by Luohu.

With a slight twitch at the corner of his Yang Mei, Chu Feng completely lost his composure.

He rushed to Luohu in one stride, his face full of disbelief, and exclaimed, "What the hell?! Are you crazy? You'd even kill yourself?"