The words were exceedingly grating.
The dozen-odd Demon Saints behind Luohu stepped forward at the same time, violent killing intent pressing through the seal.
Minghe, Zhen Yuanzi, and the others refused to be outdone. The pressure of Daluo Golden Immortals of the Origin erupted with a crash and forced it back head-on.
The two terrifying forces collided through the seal, and the entire land of The West trembled violently.
Luohu raised a hand, stopping the movements of the Demon Saints behind him.
A low laugh pierced through that Heavenly Dao Seal and echoed above Spirit Mountain.
"Haha..."
"Zhou Ming, what you said was right."
Luohu did not deny it. Instead, he admitted it openly.
"The Heavenly Dao really is worried that if you come in, you'll kill us all."
His pitch-black eyes stared straight at Zhou Ming, without the slightest fear, carrying only a sense of equality and scrutiny.
"After all, once the thirteen Great Arrays of the Heavenly Gods and Fiends emerge, Pangu's True Body reappears."
"Even I would have to retreat three paces to avoid its edge."
When Luohu said this, he did not care in the slightest.
Admitting that he could not defeat Pangu's True Body was not something disgraceful to him.
Back then, Pangu had slaughtered three thousand Demon Gods by himself. Against an existence of that level, avoiding its sharp edge was not cowardice. It was reason.
Zhou Ming listened without speaking.
Luohu continued.
"Fellow Daoist, there is no need to waste time with me."
"Between me and the Heavenly Dao, it is nothing more than a cooperative relationship. Each of us takes what we need."
"What I promised It was only to stop those helpers of yours and keep them from disturbing the duel between you and the Heavenly Dao."
"I never promised to