Rahula's expression changed the moment he saw Hongjun and the other three.
He knew these four all too well!
Especially Hongjun, that old mud loach who loved whispering about him behind his back!
Clearly, they had not come with good intentions!
Yet Rahula was baffled.
Hongjun coming after him was one thing. That did not surprise him.
But what was going on with Yin-Yang Ancestor and Qiankun Ancestor? Why had they come with Hongjun to attack him?
And Yang Mei, the reincarnated Space Demon God—didn't he always hide deep within the Endless Void? He was like a Divine Dragon whose head appeared but whose tail never did, and he hardly ever involved himself in the Primordial Wilderness's cause and effect.
Why had he come with Hongjun too?
Rahula had never expected this.
It made no sense!
And Hongjun—Rahula did not have that deep a grudge against the old mud loach, did he?
Was there any need to bring three top Innate Gods and Demons against him?
Had that old mud loach gone mad?
Wait, I'm the damn Demon Ancestor! If anyone's going to go mad, it should be me!
Rahula could not make heads or tails of it!
Whatever the reason, he knew the four before him meant trouble.
Otherwise, they would not have attacked without a word.
Facing Hongjun and the others, Rahula did not dare act arrogantly, much less underestimate them!
He and Hongjun did not get along, but he had always acknowledged Hongjun's strength.
And there was Yin-Yang Ancestor, who possessed an Innate Supreme Treasure, not to mention the ever-enigmatic Yang Mei.
As for Qiankun Ancestor?
A stray dog by the road. Hardly worth mentioning!
Besides, Rahula was no fool. In an instant, many things clicked into place.
For instance, that mysterious black-robed Daoist whose origins were