The more Xuandu thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
Luohu was a Chaos Demon God, his True Spirit entrusted to chaos.
Though the Great Wilderness lay within chaos, beneath the shroud of the Heavenly Dao, the power of chaos was cut off.
If Luohu's True Spirit wished to reunite, it had to be within chaos.
Not within the Great Wilderness.
Yet back then, he had self-destructed at Mount Sumeru, scattering fragments of his True Spirit throughout the Great Wilderness.
Those fragments were suppressed by the Heavenly Dao and could not return to chaos.
Thus, they could only slumber.
Slumbering beneath Mount Sumeru.
Slumbering within that origin of the demonic Dao.
Slumbering through hundreds of millions of yuanhui, awaiting their chance.
Awaiting the moment the Heavenly Dao loosened.
Awaiting the moment they could return to chaos.
Awaiting the moment to make a comeback.
"Luohu..."
Xuandu murmured the name in a low voice.
If he could invite Luohu into the Jie Sect...
That would be a Chaos God Demon.
A being of Yang Mei's generation.
A supreme Devil Ancestor whose cultivation was no lower than Zenith Heaven Nine Heavens.
The System Mission could then be completed.
The drawback of the real-time effect could be eliminated.
But how could Luohu be invited so easily?
The Devil Ancestor—the Ancestor of Slaughter.
During the Dao Demon Conflict, he had sought to exterminate all races and rule the Great Wilderness alone.
Had Hongjun not laid his schemes, the one stationed in Purple Heaven Palace today might not have been that Grey Clad Figure.
Such a person was proud and unyielding.
Even if revived, he would not submit to another.
Unless...
Xuandu's gaze sharpened.
Unless he sought something.
What did Luohu seek?
To settle his Karma with Hongjun.
During the Dao Demon Conflict, he had