Why Had the Demon Lord Rebelled?

At the entrance to Primordial Divine Mountain.

Demonic energy surged and ran rampant.

"Fellow Daoist Demon Lord, a true man born between Heaven and Earth can establish a great foundation and command the Supreme Dao if he can endure what ordinary people cannot."

"Just think of it as Guanyin Buddha going to learn a trade. It's nothing to be ashamed of."

"This is called academic exchange..."

Daoist Gu Yuan was being utterly underhanded. He slung an arm around Demon Ancestor Luohu's shoulder, his boundless magic power clashing with the demonic energy as the boundless fortune of the Fire Spirit Clan bolstered him.

"This Lord has no taste for men. Keep your distance."

"If you want to fight, I'll gladly oblige, but please don't behave so shamelessly, as if we're close friends."

Demon Lord Chonglou wrenched himself free of Daoist Gu Yuan's arm with a look of disgust.

Things had come to this. Getting angry was useless now.

As for the humiliation and the cuckoldry, he could only bottle them up inside, letting others mock him while he remained unmoved.

"Fellow Daoist, you jest."

"I was only trying to comfort you!"

Daoist Gu Yuan cupped his hands slightly, looking every bit the great benefactor.

"Hmph!"

"Blood Ancestor, let's go!"

With a cold snort, Demon Lord Chonglou headed toward Immortal Dao Palace with Blood Ancestor.

Mystic light flickered through the demonic energy, and demonic flames scorched the void.

The mighty aura of a Peak Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal bore down on the immortal soldiers and generals, as well as beings from other factions, wherever he passed.

"Write this down: the Demonic Sect Head and Blood Ancestor arrived empty-handed, coming to our Immortal Sect to freeload!"

Behind them came Daoist Gu Yuan's mocking voice.

The grand Dao Sound echoed through the void.