The Soul Demon Clan's Hun Mu, the Evil God Zhunü

"Could you have gone mad? Being alive... isn't that good?"

"You don't understand anything at all."

Seeing that the renowned Great Strength True Demon King was still stubbornly talking tough, before Zhunü could respond, Hun Mu was already impatient to jump out and mock him.

All for the sake of plotting against this illustrious foremost of the Ten Kings.

After this battle, not one in ten of the Soul Demon Clan spies lying dormant in the Demon Refining Domain remained, but they had more or less taken down Yue Zhenxiao as well. The moment he thought of the rewards he could obtain for eliminating a genius of this caliber, Hun Mu could not help giving a light snort.

As for what Yue Zhenxiao had said, he was even more disdainful.

"The Human Race, including the entire Vast Immortal Domain, are nothing but worms that took advantage of the Olden Star Gods' severe injuries, relying on betrayal to grow up in the cracks.

"Why don't you go back and ask your Immortal Palace what the truth behind the fall of the heavenly gods was, and how the earth deities dragged out their feeble existence?"

Yue Zhenxiao did not understand why.

In his limited eighteen hundred years of cultivation, the Vast Immortal Domain had been the territory of the Immortal Palace since ancient times. Perhaps there had once been many conflicts with the True Spirit Monster Race.

But the Human Race had still won in the end. The True Spirit Auspicious Beasts had long since migrated to the Heavenly Fortune Immortal Domain, and there had long been no soil left for the Monster Race to survive.

As for the still earlier Star Gods, they were not within the scope of his knowledge.

He could only look towards Zhunü, seeking confirmation.

The latter