In the Heavenly Prison, a flash of light flickered, and Li Mo vanished.
Feeling Li Mo's inner thoughts, Di Jun felt much more at ease than before.
He only wanted to rebel, not leave.
That was good. That was very good.
After leaving Penglai Island, Li Mo traveled ten thousand li, then summoned Luohu.
"Ah, this feels great!"
Luohu breathed in the fresh air, looking utterly pleased.
"Don't waste time enjoying a few breaths. Hurry up and take me to the Immortal Volcano." Li Mo sat atop the God Slaying Gourd and spoke to Luohu.
"The Immortal Volcano? What are we going there for?" Luohu asked, startled.
"Donghua Daoist's subordinate, Brocade Fur Sable King, went to the Immortal Volcano to join forces with the Phoenix Clan and resist the Demon Race. Of course I'm going to help them now. I'll help them activate the formation so they can attack Penglai Island without a hitch and strike straight at the heart of the enemy."
Li Mo clapped his hands excitedly.
Hearing this, Luohu knew exactly what he was thinking. "Master, if you ask me, you should just stay with the Demon Race. Look at you—you've tried so many times, but you still can't shake the title of Demon Emperor. Why not just unify the Primordial World? Wouldn't that be much more satisfying?"
"Then, once your cultivation is complete, you can trample Hong Jun underfoot. If you don't think Di Jun is worth following, you could just support me in unifying the Primordial World!"
"Enough nonsense. Lead the way." Li Mo said.
"I don't know the way!"
"You don't know a damn thing. Don't think I don't know—you and Hong Jun schemed against the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans during the Dragon-Han Calamity. You expect me to believe you don't know where