"This..."
Seeing Li Hao kill the Ancient Demon in a single clean strike, the Saints struggled to recover from their shock.
Only when Li Hao turned to leave did they abruptly realize that the terrifying Ancient Demon had failed to last even one exchange against him.
Was this why Li Hao had remained on the Ancient Road for twelve years?
At last, they understood that Li Hao had not lied to them earlier. But now they had torn open a hornet's nest, and it was too late.
"Lord Haotian!"
The Source Ancestor hurried forward, rushing in front of Li Hao. Looking him straight in the eyes, he said:
"You're so powerful. If you help us kill the Ancient Demons, we might still be able to hold this place."
The God King merely stood where he was, watching Li Hao coldly.
He had already decided that if the Immortal Gate truly fell, he would do as Li Hao intended and find somewhere secluded to hide. As for the masses, what did they have to do with him?
Throughout the countless years he had spent sealed away, the masses had regarded him as a demon while worshipping the Saints who had humiliated him, turning good and evil upside down. He felt nothing but hatred for them.
Li Hao frowned and told the Source Ancestor, "You think too highly of me. I can kill Ancient Demons, but those are only the weakest ones. The powerful Ancient Demons inside rival True Immortals. What makes me qualified to cross that realm gap and kill a True Immortal?"
Li Hao's words left the Source Ancestor speechless. "Is this really our only option now?"
Li Hao could not be bothered to respond and strode away.
"Lord Haotian, didn't you say you wanted to protect all living beings?