Luo Hou felt not merely dejected, but utterly disheartened. He possessed the cultivation of a Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal and wielded the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, a power capable of destroying heaven and earth—yet he had been defeated so easily, and had nearly been annihilated.
How utterly laughable. He had always believed himself to be at the pinnacle of the Primordial World, free to decide the life and death of others, watching the world's changes and upheavals with amusement. Hahaha! Who would have thought he was nothing but a clown, not even the equal of a monster that had cultivated the Heavenly Dipper Earthly Fiend mystic transformation ability but still couldn't take human form?
Enough. What was the point of talking about changing the world, or contending with heaven and earth?
A fierce killing intent burst forth from his primordial spirit. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His already injured primordial spirit began to shudder violently. Luo Hou felt four sharp swords appear from nowhere within it, radiating an intense killing intent as they sought to grind his primordial spirit to nothing. Fortunately, the Sky Slaying Halberd within him awakened in time and blocked most of the killing intent, holding the Immortal Slaying Four Swords at bay.
Luo Hou was horrified. "Could this be the backlash of the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation?"
A vague Spiritual Sense came from the formation. We were born against heaven. We will only ever press forward; nothing can stop us. To retreat and cling to life is no different from surrender. Those who defy fate must advance, or die. This is destiny.
Luo Hou threw back his head and roared. "I, Luo Hou, was born to defy heaven! For the Dao in my heart, I cultivated bitterly and endured