The One Who Refused to Give Us Face? Attacking the Demon Realm! 'Luohou' Finally Appeared

Before the entrance to the Demon Realm, chaotic currents slowly churned, reflecting the expressionless faces of two Saints.

That courteous summons at the gate earlier had already shown them sufficient respect.

Jieyin and Zhunti stood side by side in the void, the Buddha light around them spreading a golden domain through Chaos and shutting out every chaotic torrent capable of tearing a Grand Unity Golden Immortal apart.

They waited for a moment, then waited a little longer.

The Demon Realm remained utterly silent. The boundary wall woven from illusion and reality did not so much as ripple.

It was as if their calls had merely been words spoken to themselves.

There was not even an echo.

Daoist Jieyin's brow finally darkened.

"Senior Brother," Daoist Zhunti turned his head, the kindly smile on his face having faded at some point as though washed away by water, "it seems Fellow Daoist Luohou has no intention of giving us face."

Jieyin said nothing. He merely slowly turned the prayer beads around his wrist.

Twelve halos lit up layer by layer behind him, illuminating Chaos until it shone brightly.

His voice was calm, so calm that he seemed to be discussing something utterly insignificant.

Yet every word carried the crushing weight of a Saint's decree, striking the Demon Realm's boundary wall and raising visible ripples across it.

"Luohou."

This time, he did not call him "Fellow Daoist." He addressed him directly by name.

"I only called you Fellow Daoist because I was giving you face. If I choose not to give you face..."

Jieyin slightly raised his eyelids. In those eyes that saw through the Karma of three lifetimes, there was no emotion at all, only an indifferent killing intent. "What do you think you are?"

His words fell.

The Demon Realm still gave