At those words.
Qingyuan shrugged but said nothing.
"You're quite interesting, boy. You can remain so calm and composed even before me. Looking across the Past Branch, there are very few like you. Those Innate Demon Gods were terrified when they saw me, yet you can remain so composed. Not bad."
Demon Ancestor Luohu looked at the boy's fearless, unflinching posture.
It amused him. "Go on. What wish do you have? I'll grant it for you."
"What wish do you have? I'll grant it for you too."
Qingyuan said it casually, but it made Demon Ancestor Luohu burst into laughter. "My wish? My wish is to recover the God Slaying Spear I forged long ago. When Hongjun and I fought back then, I self-destructed it and wounded Hongjun. Even I no longer know where its fragments ended up. Can you find it?"
His hearty laughter carried a trace of contempt, as though he had heard a joke.
Damn it, even if he were given another life, he felt it would be difficult to recreate such a vicious weapon as the God Slaying Spear.
It could injure the Saint Body of a Heavenly Dao Saint. It was a vicious artifact nourished by the malevolent resentment of countless Chaos Demon Gods, as well as the endless slaughter, grievances, and blood essence of the Three Clans that he had used.
Where could he possibly find such a uniquely favorable opportunity now to forge such a vicious weapon?
This boy was truly arrogant, daring to claim he could grant his wish before him. Hahahahaha...
However.
As Demon Ancestor Luohu laughed, his laughter suddenly died in his throat.
His face froze in utter bewilderment. His eyes bulged, the muscles in his face twitched uncontrollably, and the bloodshot veins in his eyes abruptly widened!
Because the