Never mind Xuan Mo bullying Xuandu for now; let's see what was happening with Xuanxiao. It had already been more than a month since he set off for the Chaos Sea. After flying at full speed, he had finally reached the edge of the Chaos Sea.
Hmm, as soon as he arrived near the Chaos Sea, he sensed how far behind his cultivation really was. He muttered, "What the heck? I thought my cultivation was pretty decent, but is the Chaos Sea really this hard to survive in? Just sensing things a little, there are already quite a few whose strength is close to my wife's?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a woman's voice rang out. "Boy, the aura on you feels rather familiar. You have some Chaos Demon God aura. Whose are you?"
Xuanxiao was utterly bewildered. "Who are you? You came up and immediately asked whose I was. What's it to you?"
Hearing this, the woman's voice instantly changed its tone. "What an impolite Little Imp." As she spoke, a finger suddenly appeared, carrying endless Power of Creation as it tapped Xuanxiao on the shoulder. She muttered, "Hmm, interesting. The law of the demonic path, the law of the sword, the Dao of Fate, the Law of Strength... Hmm, your aura of Fate is the strongest, followed by the power of the demonic path, and then the Law of Strength. Little Imp, you aren't some kind of hybrid, are you? Why are your bloodlines such a mess?"
At this, Xuanxiao's face darkened. He drew the Primordial Sword and slashed at that finger. "Do you even know how to speak? What do you mean, hybrid? You, woman, why are you suddenly insulting people? Who are you, anyway? If you have the guts, come out and let me see