"Li Mou wants to see you dance."
Li Zhōujūn said with a smile.
This was a task issued by the system.
Once the task was completed, Li Zhōujūn would receive a ticket to a mysterious world. That world was most likely the one the Source Lord had mentioned.
At the same time, this was also Li Zhōujūn's own idea.
His ancestor, Qin Tianyi, had transformed into countless incarnations and suppressed the First Seat because the Seventy-Two Demon God Halls had attacked the Eternal Continent.
Although Li Zhōujūn felt that his ancestor should not be so simple.
But for now, this was all the information he knew.
The Source Lord's strength clearly surpassed the scope of the Eternal Twelfth Stage. Li Zhōujūn could only go fifty-fifty with him and could not kill him.
But he had to make the Source Lord, master of the Seventy-Two Demon God Halls, feel miserable somehow.
"What?!"
The Source Lord looked at Li Zhōujūn, his scarlet eyes widening in utter disbelief.
Had he heard wrong?
The Azure Emperor wanted him to dance?
He admitted that he became timid and lost three-tenths of his strength whenever he encountered someone in the same realm.
But that did not mean he could endure such unparalleled humiliation!
The many Seats of the Seventy-Two Demon God Halls did not dare to speak.
After all, they could not influence a clash between powerhouses of the Source Lord's level. Rashly joining the battle would only get them killed faster and more horribly.
"Don't push people too far!" the Source Lord said coldly as he looked at Li Zhōujūn.
"If you won't dance, then let's fight," Li Zhōujūn said indifferently.
The Seventy-Two Demon God Halls were located in the Demon God Abyss.
If they fought here, Li Zhōujūn did not need to care about