Qingping Recovers, Zeus's Ordeal Arrives

Thus, Zeus could only watch helplessly as Qingping's aura slowly rose. He thought to himself, This is bad. Once he recovers, my death will be nigh. I can't even self-detonate now. What am I supposed to do...

Luohu seemed to sense what Zeus was thinking and reminded him, "Don't overthink it. That kid will definitely cut you into pieces later. Well, even if he can't beat you this time, he'll be able to do it next time. And if you happen to defeat me, I'll immobilize you again and let him continue cultivating until he chops you to death."

Upon hearing this, Zeus's vision went black, and he nearly fainted. Luohu stepped on his groin, jolting him awake with pain. Trembling, he said, "Your junior will still have to fight me later. If you injure me like this first, won't it affect his performance?"

Luohu nodded. "Since you put it that way, I won't torment you for now. Just wait patiently. Oh, right—over at Mount Olympus, half-crippled Gaia definitely won't be able to stand against my Mo'er. Just wait and watch your Olympian pantheon be utterly destroyed."

Upon hearing this, Zeus burst out laughing. "You think Gaia is the strongest divine being in this world? Then you're mistaken... Uh, whimper, whimper." Before he could finish, Luohu pulled off his shoe and stuffed it into Zeus's mouth. The world instantly fell silent.

Before long, Qingping awoke and cupped his hands toward Luohu. "Thank you, Demon Ancestor."

Luohu waved his hand. "No need, no need. We're family." As he spoke, he undid the seal on Zeus and put the boot back on his foot. "All right. This fellow tormented you for so long. Defeat him yourself."

Qingping nodded. "If I can't beat him later, you'll help me, right?"

Luohu stroked his chin.