When I speak, you obey!
Ren Wo Xiao's words stunned everyone, because he had said them to the Primordial Demon Ancestor.
Enduring unbearable agony, the Primordial Demon Ancestor gritted his teeth and said, "Why... Who do you think you are...?"
"I am Ren Wo Xiao. If you refuse to listen, then vanish into nothingness!"
Ren Wo Xiao sneered disdainfully and shook his right hand. The Primordial Demon Ancestor screamed as even more lightning erupted around him, tearing apart his flesh and causing his body to rapidly shrink until he stood only two meters tall.
A generation's Demon Ancestor lay sprawled on the ground, convulsing.
Ren Wo Xiao raised his foot and stomped on the back of the Primordial Demon Ancestor's head, crushing his face into the rubble. Endless humiliation and terror filled the Primordial Demon Ancestor's heart as he braced his hands against the ground and struggled desperately.
Qin Jun and the others were left staring blankly, including Patriarch Bodhi in the distance.
The Primordial Demon Ancestor, whose ferocious might had seemed to reach the heavens, was utterly unable to resist before Ren Wo Xiao. It felt like a dream to them.
Even the Desolate God might not have been able to reduce the Primordial Demon Ancestor to such a miserable state.
With his foot still on the Primordial Demon Ancestor, Ren Wo Xiao turned to Qin Jun and smiled. "This fellow's strength should be of great help to you. Don't you want him?"
Qin Jun took a deep breath and asked, "Why are you helping me?"
His loyalty was clearly only zero, so why was Ren Wo Xiao helping him?
Could there be some scheme behind this?
Qin Jun remained wary. Ren Wo Xiao's strength had already surpassed his imagination. He estimated that even if the Desolate God appeared,