The Demon Realm.
Luohu stood atop a cliff, manifestations of the Devil Dao rising and falling around him. Suddenly, he laughed. "I thought you wouldn't come!"
Inheriting his Dao fruit could make someone a Sage, but Xuan Yin was already a Sage. His Dao fruit truly held little attraction for him.
Attaining the Three Daos of Heaven, Earth, and Man together indeed offered limitless potential, but in the vast Primordial True Realm, this was not the only Great Dao that could lead to the supreme realm.
Especially now, when the Humanity Dao had yet to fully take shape and had not produced a single Sage!
Hearing this, Xuan Yin smiled. "Since I promised you, Demon Ancestor, how could I go back on my word? Am I someone who breaks his promises?"
"That's hard to say!"
Luohu shook his head. "I certainly can't see what lines you refuse to cross. You've encroached upon part of the Great Dao of Inner Demons, after all, and can hear the thoughts of the Primordial World's living beings. You're also the dark side of the Humanity Dao. Surely you know what they think of you?"
Xuan Yin's lips twitched. Of course he knew his reputation in the Primordial True Realm was far from good!
Never mind anything else!
Those cultivators who had yet to attain Daluo and had no confidence in surviving their Heavenly Tribulations had cursed him, the lord of calamities, until he was drenched in verbal blood!
Sure, you broke through to Daluo, attained Quasi-Sagehood, and became a Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal-but did you ever consider cultivators like us, still struggling through one calamity after another?
*You're so impressive, so lofty! Once you've eaten your fill, you smash the cooking pot! The moment you reached Daluo, you started thinking about imposing tribulations on