Luohou T

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At this moment, Yuan Tian felt as if he were dreaming. The dream was so real, made up of one different scene after another, as though he had experienced them all.

At one moment, he dreamed that he was a member of the Human Clan. He watched his people being relentlessly slaughtered by demon beasts, and he went mad. Together with his clansmen, he continuously killed the demon beasts invading their people. He wanted to protect his people. He craved strength—the strength to defeat his enemies, the demon beasts, and protect his people. He needed power so badly.

Then the scene in his dream changed again. He was fighting alongside dozens of experts. Beside their battle were countless battlefields of all sizes, formed by the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan. The battlefields stretched beyond sight, and every single one was unimaginably brutal. After fighting those dozens of experts, he actually perished together with them.

He also dreamed that after dying, he somehow reincarnated. Yet his memories had not returned, and for various reasons, he once again embarked upon the path of cultivation. Time after time, he cultivated; time after time, he died; time after time, he reincarnated. Those experiences taught him much and made him understand much. There was joy, and there was pain...

The scene shifted again. Po Tian had been reborn on a planet with little spiritual energy. There seemed to be no cultivators on that planet, or at least no powerful ones. He was an orphan. He did not even know who his biological parents were, nor did he have any other relatives. But he was fortunate: he had an elderly couple who adopted him, cared for him, and loved him. Though they were not his real grandparents, what did that matter? He cherished that familial warmth. Yet human lives were always limited. Finally, one day, his grandparents left him behind, and he was once more alone. He was not good at communicating with others and preferred to be by himself. When he had nothing to do, he would read books and practice the cultivation technique taught to him by a white-haired old Daoist. Life passed peacefully like that.

One day, while he was cultivating, a black hole suddenly appeared beside him. A book that emerged from the black hole struck him unconscious. When he awoke, he discovered that he was no longer on the planet where he had once lived. He had arrived on an island in the Primordial World and become a Green Willow. So he cultivated desperately. At last, one day, he took human form. Eager to explore the outside world of the Primordial Wilderness, he left the place where he had transformed and came to the Primordial Continent. There, he saw many things he had never known before, took in a little brother, and even came into conflict with the Dragon Clan.

One day, he discovered that someone had blocked his path. For some unknown reason, that person wanted to kill him, so he resisted. The two continuously changed their methods as they fought, and he felt his combat awareness rapidly growing stronger. Their battle lasted for thousands of years. Finally, they entered the most dangerous kind of battle—a battle of souls. A moment of carelessness would mean utter annihilation. But he had no choice but to meet it head-on. He could not retreat. He had no way back. Victory was the only path he could choose.

There were many more scenes. For instance, he became the very person who had wanted to kill him. He constantly slaughtered other living beings in the Primordial Wilderness, and his cultivation continuously rose through killing. He possessed both the Laws of Slaughter and Soul. From the Soul Law, he comprehended a divine ability: using split souls to create soul clones, also known as Demon God Clones. After immense hardship, he killed three isolated Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals and turned them into his Demon God Clones. Unfortunately, while fighting someone clad in an azure Daoist robe, they were severely wounded when that person used an array formation...

Slowly, Yuan Tian opened his eyes. A gleam shot forth from them, as if those dreamlike scenes had never happened. In truth, those dreams were events that had genuinely occurred—things Yuan Tian had experienced throughout his past lives. As for the final scenes, they were what Po Hun had experienced.

Why did Yuan Tian know what Po Hun had experienced? That had to be explained through the Soul Seizure battle from earlier.

The Soul Seizure ended with Yuan Tian's victory, while Po Hun had been completely annihilated. From that day onward, Po Hun no longer existed. During the Soul Seizure battle, Yuan Tian had emerged victorious, and Po Hun's soul consciousness had completely vanished. Yuan Tian also took the opportunity to absorb the remaining pure soul power of Po Hun. What he had not expected was that Po Hun's soul contained his inheritance and all that he had experienced. This truly came as a free windfall for Yuan Tian. It was precisely because he had accepted Po Hun's enormous amount of information that he took so long to awaken. The countless scenes continuously playing in his mind were Yuan Tian sorting through the information in his head.

Let us put Yuan Tian aside for now and speak of the black-clothed man still outside the Chaos Star Formation. At this moment, the black-clothed man could be said to be extremely depressed. He had originally intended to recruit both men as his subordinates, but he wanted to know where the limits of their strength lay. After all, cultivation level could be seen, but true combat power could not be judged at a glance; it needed to be observed. Therefore, not only did the black-clothed man not stop their battle, he even hid to one side and watched with malicious delight. Their performance had not disappointed him. The more outstandingly the two performed, the stronger his desire to take them under his command became. He had been waiting for an opportunity—an opportunity to subdue both of them.

But what depressed the black-clothed man was that before he could find an opportunity to subdue them, Yuan Tian had dealt with Po Hun within the Chaos Star Formation. Well then, two minus one equaled one. Only one remained. This was undeniably his mistake. Still, it did not matter. One had died, but there was still one left. At least his thousands of years of "peeping" had not been wasted. Yet he was still depressed.

"I, the mighty Demon God Luohou, actually let a subordinate I valued be killed by another subordinate I valued right under my nose. What kind of nonsense is this? Was it easy for me? It is already so difficult to find two good subordinates these days. If word gets out, how am I, Luohou, supposed to save face? This is truly humiliating!"

So that black-clothed man was actually the top-tier innate Demon God, the future founder of the Devil Cult and ancestor of the demonic path—the Demon Ancestor Luohou. No wonder Yuan Tian and Po Hun had not sensed anything while he hid nearby. No wonder he spoke so arrogantly, wanting to "take them all" and recruit both Yuan Tian and Po Hun under his command. He truly had the strength to say such things. There was no helping it—this was the Primordial Wilderness. The strongest fist ruled. If my fist was stronger, you had to submit to me. If you refused, I would beat you until you submitted. And if you still refused, then sorry—you could go die.

Since that black-clothed man was Luohou, Yuan Tian would likely face another trial. Could he withstand this test? Could he escape Luohou's grasp? Wo You remembered that Yuan Tian's mana seemed to be nearly depleted now!

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