Winds and clouds shifted, and countless phenomena filled the skies.
The once-arrogant and terrifying Demon Ancestor Luohu now looked as though he had been castrated. His demonic Chaos Demon God true form gradually crumbled, soon shrinking to barely over a million zhang, far less imposing and domineering than before.
"Cough, cough... I actually lost to a junior at the mid-stage Primordial Golden Immortal of Grand Dao."
Demon Ancestor Luohu coughed up blood, his eyes filled with shock and desolation.
His Chaos Demon God true form had nearly been destroyed by Ling Xiao. The Heavenly Dao origin and the power of heaven and earth he had commanded were leaving him, while even the top-grade Chaos Spirit Treasure, the Heaven Suppressing Demon Coffin, had its Chaos restrictions dimmed and could no longer unleash its proper might.
Looking at Ling Xiao, who was as tiny as an ant before him yet wore such a calm expression, he felt a chill run down his spine.
Hearing this, Ling Xiao softly said, "Senior Demon Ancestor, your cultivation realm and combat power are indeed formidable—so formidable that even I had to go all out against you."
"If you have no other last words, then this humble Daoist will send you on your way!"
After Demon Ancestor Luohu fell, part of his demonic Dao origin could be controlled by Demon Lord Jidu, while another part would return to the Primordial World and help strengthen its foundation.
To contend for the Dao was to contend for transcendence.
Though he bore no grudge against Demon Ancestor Luohu, those who followed different paths could not make plans together. He could only kill him.
"I refuse to accept this! I will not die!"
"I will make a Grand Dao oath! I will ask the Grand Dao to uphold justice for me!"