A flicker of hesitation crossed the Mountain Lord's face.
In the past, Great Qi Dynasty had been nothing more to him than a vast gathering of mortals clinging to life under the Dao Alliance's protection.
But now, though Great Qi Dynasty itself had undergone no fundamental change, it had gained a formidable young man whose strength was unfathomable.
If that wisp of the Tianyan Sect founder's remnant soul had gone with him, he would have been willing to test the young man's true strength.
But as things stood, he had no desire to gamble with his life.
After all, the lair master had assigned this task to the founder's remnant soul, not to him, the Mountain Lord.
Unless he had to, he had no intention of risking his life to complete someone else's task.
"Do you really think you have nothing to fear if you do that?"
Demon Ancestress Mei Ji saw through the Mountain Lord's thoughts at a glance. After a sigh, she patiently explained, "The Ten Thousand Demon Lair has suffered a heavy blow in recent years."
"But dozens of Demon Ancestors and hundreds of Demon Emperors remain inside. If we spread out and invade Great Qi Dynasty's nine provinces and four seas..."
"Even if that Luo fellow had three heads and six arms, or could make copies of himself, he couldn't handle all of us causing trouble at once."
"I haven't gotten a damn thing out of this. I'm not taking that risk."
Looking at the woman babbling away like an idiot, the Mountain Lord felt the last of his patience run out.
"If you want to rush to your death, go alone. I'm not going."
With that, he flashed down into the lonely, desolate city at Demon Suppression Pass to see if there was anything left