The Young Man Who Crawled Out of a Grave

After hearing the Demon Lord's account, Luo Hou showed not a trace of anger. Instead, his eyes shone with intense curiosity and even a little admiration. "Interesting. This fellow who possessed the Heavenly Dao was even bolder than I was back then. He actually dared to seize a world's Heavenly Dao and do whatever he pleased."

As the Demon Ancestor, Luo Hou had never considered cruelty a fault. Back when he fought Hongjun for dominion over the Primordial Wilderness, he had even planned to take half of it down with him and overturn its entire order, had Xuanxiao not intervened.

Luo Hou might even have considered possessing the Primordial Wilderness's Heavenly Dao himself. But its foundations were too deep, and he lacked confidence in his chances, so he had ultimately abandoned that tempting idea.

Admiration was one thing, but the Demon Lord was now his disciple. Wasn't bullying the Demon Lord the same as bullying Luo Hou himself?

Moreover, Xuanxiao had specifically brought the Demon Lord to him and exposed his schemes. Clearly, he wanted Luo Hou to deal with that Evil Heavenly Dao. This was both a test and a punishment for making arrangements in a great thousand world without permission.

After pondering for a moment, Luo Hou seemed to think of something, and a hint of excitement and delight appeared deep in his eyes.

He slapped the table and declared boldly, "Dao Venerable, since this is my disciple's grudge, leave that world to my Demon Race! We'll grind that bastard who possessed the Heavenly Dao to dust!"

Xuanxiao nodded, then added, "The Demon Race won't be the only ones going on this expedition. Take the Witch Clan with you. Since the last adjustments to the Netherworld Underworld, its affairs have been streamlined, and there's no longer any need