The Heavenly Dao Sends a Challenge: Chaos Arranges a Fight, Be There or Be Square

Those words were exceedingly grating.

The dozen-odd Devil Saints behind Luohu stepped forward at the same time, their savage killing intent pressing through the seal.

Minghe, Zhen Yuanzi, and the others refused to show weakness. The pressure of Daluo Golden Immortals of the Origin erupted with a boom and rammed back head-on.

The two terrifying forces collided through the seal, and the entire Western Lands trembled violently.

Luohu raised a hand, stopping the Devil Saints behind him.

A low laugh pierced through that Heavenly Dao seal and echoed above Spirit Mountain.

"Haha..."

"Zhou Ming, you're right."

Luohu did not deny it. Instead, he admitted it openly.

"The Heavenly Dao really is worried that you'll come in and kill us all."

Those pitch-black eyes of his looked straight at Zhou Ming, without the slightest fear, only a sense of equality, of scrutiny.

"After all, once the Twelve Divine Fiend Formation appears, Pangu True Body returns."

"Even This Seat would have to retreat three houses away from its edge."

When Luohu said this, he was utterly unconcerned.

Admitting that he could not defeat Pangu True Body was nothing shameful to him.

Back then, Pangu had slaughtered the Three Thousand Demon Gods by himself. For an existence of that level, avoiding his sharp edge was not cowardice, but reason.

Zhou Ming listened and said nothing.

Luohu continued.

"Daoist Friend need not waste time here with This Seat either."

"Between This Seat and the Heavenly Dao, it is merely a cooperative relationship, each taking what we need."

"What This Seat promised Him was only to stop those helpers of yours for Him, and not let them disturb the duel between you and the Heavenly Dao."

"I never promised to stake my own life for Him."

"So long as you do not force your way