Demon God Tower

Little Ox also breathed a sigh of relief.

Though it did not fear the Three-Colored Demon Water, Zhou Cheng was with it after all. It had to keep him safe.

Little Ox looked toward the Demon Abyss, its brows tightly furrowed. Clearly, someone was controlling the Three-Colored Demon Water to attack them.

But who was controlling the Three-Colored Demon Water?

Luo Hou?

But the chances of Luo Hou's resurrection were slim.

If not Luo Hou, then who? Could it be another powerful Xiantian Demon God of the Demon God Clan? Anyone capable of controlling the Three-Colored Demon Water had undoubtedly reached a terrifying level of strength.

"Senior, can you tell who is controlling the Three-Colored Demon Water to attack us?" Zhou Cheng asked.

Little Ox shook its head. "The other party has used a secret art to conceal their true form, making them difficult to see clearly.

But there are few in this world who can evade its detection."

"Let's find a place first and let you refine the dragon head," Little Ox said.

"Alright."

Thus, Zhou Cheng and Little Ox tore through the air and departed. Half a day later, they stopped in a desert. Zhou Cheng then took out the dragon head and activated the Chaos Heaven-Devouring Art to refine it.

Very soon, the Dragon Clan progenitor's essence blood and dragon power flowed endlessly out of the dragon head.

Perhaps because Zhou Cheng had already refined the dragon body, under the operation of the Chaos Heaven-Devouring Art, the progenitor's essence blood and dragon power gushed from the dragon head at an astonishing rate.

Before long, streams of progenitor essence blood and dragon power wrapped around Zhou Cheng.

However, Zhou Cheng no longer turned fiery red all over as he had before. He was now an Immortal King, and