Qin Guan kept asking him to produce more demonic qi to deal with the Mandate Temple. The Dao Demon was so furious he wanted to kill him.
That little beast never considered how much demonic essence he had to expend each time he used demonic qi, or how much pain he had to endure to resist the power of the seal. He had been bringing it up nonstop since they met. It was driving him insane!
Seeing the Dao Demon trembling all over, Qin Guan crouched back a little. "Senior, you said the Mandate Temple has a mission. What mission is that?"
"Damn it!"
The Dao Demon suddenly cursed, his two huge blood-red eyes glaring at Qin Guan.
"How did I end up running into such a brainless idiot? What mission do you think they have? Of course, they are responsible for guarding and suppressing This Venerable!"
"Senior, why is your temper so bad? Have you always been like this?"
The Dao Demon kept cursing, leaving Qin Guan somewhat speechless.
"If you were suppressed in this pitch-black Black Hole where day and night did not exist, unable to sleep properly, in agony whenever you moved, and forced to let the seal's power gnaw away at your origin just to speak—wouldn't you be irritable? Tell me!"
"That really does sound miserable..."
Qin Guan nodded sympathetically.
After a while, Qin Guan asked curiously, "Senior Dao Demon, what was your cultivation realm at your peak?"
At Qin Guan's question, the Dao Demon's tone suddenly became proud. "At my peak, This Venerable stood at the pinnacle of the Heaven-Wielding Realm. Across the entire Primordial Realm, no one was my match!"
"Then how were you suppressed by those people back then?" Qin Guan asked with a frown.
Hearing Qin Guan press further, the Dao Demon's