Burial Heaven Peak.
Two figures sat cross-legged atop the mountain. One was surrounded by surging demonic qi, while the other wore a calm expression.
"Little Friend Ling Xiao, I truly did not expect the Heavenly Court to possess such resolve. But sending you to stop me—aren't you overestimating yourself?"
Demon Ancestor Luohu narrowed his eyes. The aura of a Peak Primordial Golden Immortal of Grand Dao burst forth, and the Heaven Suppressing Demon Coffin manifested behind him. A river of demonic Dao stretched across half the Primordial World.
To be honest, Demon Ancestor Luohu was somewhat furious.
His two disciples, Gusu and Wutian, had died one after another, while Demon Lord Chonglou had been imprisoned.
Apart from those demonic soldiers and generals, he was now a commander without an army.
Hearing this, Ling Xiao said calmly, "I have always planned before acting. A mid-stage Primordial Golden Immortal of Grand Dao fighting a Peak Primordial Golden Immortal of Grand Dao like you, Demon Ancestor—naturally, I hold the advantage."
"You possess the top-grade Chaos Spirit Treasure, the Heaven Suppressing Demon Coffin. I possess the top-grade Chaos Spirit Treasures, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk and the Taixu Divine Armor. When it comes to foundations, it seems yours are somewhat lacking."
"Besides, aren't you afraid that I might bring out a treasure even more terrifying than the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk and the Taixu Divine Armor?"
His tone was calm, yet his words struck like thunder.
It was as though Ling Xiao had never feared Demon Ancestor Luohu at all.
Hearing Ling Xiao's words, Demon Ancestor Luohu smiled faintly. "Little Friend Ling Xiao, I know that after leaving the Sect of Interception, you encountered countless opportunities. Those treasures seemed to appear from nowhere and fall into your hands."
"But I do not