"Master, How Do We Split Our Points?"

"Demon Ancestor."

Jieyin pressed his palms together and spoke slowly.

"You've opened the Demon Realm and forged a path of your own. You're no longer under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial Wilderness."

"A Heavenly Dao Saint Position can't be of much use to you, can it?"

Luohou glanced at him.

"Whether it's useful is my business."

"Your Western Teachings occupy my old territory and have reaped plenty of what I left behind. Now you want to tell me what to do?"

Jieyin fell silent.

Zhunti, however, could not hold back.

"You detonated the Western Ancestral Vein back then. My senior brother and I spent countless eons repairing it before the west regained even a little life."

"If we're settling accounts, you're the one who owes the west!"

The moment he finished speaking, Jieyin inwardly cried, This is bad.

Luohou's gaze settled on Zhunti, and the temperature in the hall plunged.

"You want me to repay that debt?"

Zhunti's confidence faltered, but he refused to bow his head before so many people.

"Was I wrong?"

Demonic light gathered in an instant above the Twelve-Grade World-Destroying Black Lotus.

Zhunti hurriedly raised the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, while Jieyin placed the Twelve-Grade Merit Golden Lotus before them both.

Just as the two sides were about to clash, Hongjun raised a hand and pressed down.

The demonic light vanished without a sound, and the radiance of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree was forced back as well.

"No fighting in the Purple Xiao Palace."

Luohou gave a cold snort.

"I'll let it go this time for your sake."

"Bark at me again, and I'll go live in the west for an eon."

Zhunti fell silent at once.

The Demon Ancestor living in the west for an eon?

He would not be