Primordial Wilderness: I Am Hong Yun, and I Traded a Saint Position for a Wife at the Start

An aura of killing intent had pierced through Ancestral Dragon earlier.

Even now, killing intent still rampaged through his body.

With no earth veins to replenish him, suppressing the killing intent had already consumed most of Ancestral Dragon's strength.

If Hong Yun really put him on the lotus platform of the Twelve-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus, would that be a slap in Luohu's face?

Or would Luohu be the one slapping his face?

And Hong Yun had even said he wouldn't blow the whistle in his favor!

Ancestral Dragon couldn't help roaring in his heart:

"Do I want you not to blow the whistle in my favor?"

"I want you to blow the whistle in my favor!"

Seeing Ancestral Dragon's expression shift again and again, Xuanming couldn't help laughing!

Then she rolled her eyes at Ancestral Dragon in disdain.

"You guys... You're all too calculating!"

"If you've got a grudge, settle it with a fight. Just go up and throw down!"

That was the Ancestral Shamans' way of doing things.

Just get it done!

Hong Yun found Ancestral Dragon's expression amusing, too.

So he asked:

"Then tell me, what should we do now?"

Ancestral Dragon's eyes shifted as he began weighing his options.

Originally, he'd planned to find Luohu's remnant soul, learn the secret of the Way of Destiny, and then deal with Luohu.

That would settle the huge grudge he held against Luohu for setting him up!

But now, it seemed that plan was no longer feasible.

If they were in the earth veins, he might have been able to draw on the power of the Primordial Wilderness's dragon veins.

He could recover a little!

Though tampering with the dragon veins would incur the backlash of the Heavenly Dao, he had plenty of debts already, so one more wouldn't matter!