What's the Origin of the Primordial Dao Lord?

Golden Horn Dao Lord spoke arrogantly, his eyes filled with contempt, as though he had seen through everything.

Their Netherworld Heavenly Horse Clan possessed not only formidable horns—the sharpest things in the world, capable of piercing anything.

Even their horse eyes were exceptionally extraordinary, capable of seeing through the blue skies and yellow springs, the past and the future. They were exceedingly keen.

Thus, he had noticed the faint aura of medicinal pills and divine treasures emanating from the Snow Heaven Clan members. Clearly, this group had consumed quite a few, and not long ago at that.

That meant they must have encountered some fortuitous opportunity.

Upon hearing Golden Horn Dao Lord's words, the Snow Heaven Clan members, who had not understood what was happening, all changed expression slightly, feeling somewhat guilty.

The pressure radiating from the other side filled them with fear, making them tremble from the depths of their hearts.

This was an extremely powerful enemy.

Just moments ago, they had been brimming with confidence and fighting spirit, ready to show their skills. Yet the moment they emerged, they encountered an enemy like this.

They had not even killed a single evil spirit, and they might end up being killed by their "own people."

As one, they looked toward Ling Xiao. He was their last hope.

At that moment, Ling Xiao wore an indifferent expression. His pupils were as deep as black holes, carrying an almost demonic hue.

"I didn't expect an animal like you to know that we're all comrades. Since we come from the same world, instead of killing evil spirits, you're making things difficult for your own people.

"Since that's the case, then I won't hold back either."

As his words fell, Ling Xiao slowly raised a finger. His eyes were utterly hollow, forming a