"Senior Ao Qing, you saw through it."
Xuan Huang drew a deep breath, then slowly exhaled.
Forcing himself upright, he said:
"I had originally planned to hold the fort at Barbaric Ridge, ready to strike at any time. But I never expected Jiang Shu to suddenly appear. His realm could not possibly have been merely Early Primal Chaos Realm."
"His comprehension of the Great Dao of Space even surpassed mine."
"No, not merely the Great Dao of Space. He had also gained some insight into the Great Dao of Time."
"Even if I went all out, I would still be no match for him."
Before Xuan Huang could finish, Old Ancestor Fentian in front of him suddenly snorted coldly.
"If that brat Jiang Shu had truly advanced to Mid Primal Chaos Realm, you managed to escape? With just you?"
Contempt filled Old Ancestor Fentian's flame-like pupils.
Among the Demon Race, he was the only one who had clashed with Jiang Shu repeatedly.
Especially since, even now, he had never let go of his suspicion that Gold Horn was Jiang Shu.
If his suspicions were confirmed, Jiang Shu indeed could have relied on the Demon Race's foundation to advance to Mid Primal Chaos Realm.
But if so, Jiang Shu's combat power would rise yet again.
How could Xuan Huang possibly be a match for Jiang Shu at the same realm?
Xuan Huang's heart tightened, and he swiftly suppressed the fury within him.
Had any other Demon Venerable questioned him, even some Late Demon Venerables, he would have dared to retort.
But the one before him was not merely a half-step Demon Lord.
More importantly, Old Ancestor Fentian could lose his mind at any time.
If he truly attacked him, then with Xuan Huang's current realm and combat power, he would have