Ye Xiwen had never imagined that merely a single Avatar could be so formidable. How powerful, then, would Demon Lord Luo Hou's true body be? It was simply beyond imagination.
He was very likely on the level of Moon City City Lord or Central Celestial Venerable. Judging from the strength of Ye Xiwen's own sword dao Avatar, this was not impossible.
No wonder those Demon Venerables obeyed Demon Lord Luo Hou so completely. Even with a gap of two stages in strength, they should not have been so utterly obedient. Only now did he finally understand that they were probably not afraid of Demon Lord Luo Hou's Avatar, but of the true body hidden behind it.
That true body could take their lives at any moment.
No wonder Demon Lord Luo Hou had dared to say that if he had to sacrifice himself, then he would sacrifice himself. So this was the confidence behind it. Since it was only a sword dao Avatar, sacrificing it casually did not matter; it would not pose a fatal threat to his true body.
If it had been Ye Xiwen, he probably would have done the same. The sword dao Avatar was important, but not more important than the true body.
Once he learned that Demon Lord Luo Hou was merely an Avatar, many mysteries that had previously puzzled him were resolved. This included where Demon Lord Luo Hou had gotten so many methods from, and how he had dared, with Seventh Stage strength, to lay hands on an Era Heavenly Dao. Even if it was merely an Era Heavenly Dao on the verge of extinction, it was still something ordinary people could only look up to.
Now that one of his Avatars had been destroyed, Demon Lord Luo Hou had surely suffered grievous