At the same time, the Mystic Teaching powerhouses were also itching for action. Clearly, the moment Chen Yang gave the order, it would be all-out war.
Primordial Daoist paused slightly. Looking at the imposing Chen Yang, he instead smiled. "Lord Chen Yang, the direct descendant of the Mystic Sect—I have long heard your name like thunder. However, the Primordial Purple Qi was originally mine. If you wish to take it away, I cannot allow that. Besides, there is karma between us. We should have a proper talk."
"Karma? I do not recall having any karma with you." Chen Yang pondered silently as he looked at the Primordial Daoist before him.
The Demon Emperor laughed as well. "Haha... that is no karma. That is hatred. Primordial Daoist, had you not mentioned it, I would have forgotten. You, Chen Yang, and the Mystic Sect ultimately have a grudge between you. Since that is the case, why not cooperate with my Demon Religion?"
"Cooperate with the Demon Religion? Do you think that is possible? In the end, your Demon Religion is also a band of traitors." Primordial Daoist did not hold back in the slightest.
Their exchange left the beings of the Primordial World confused. Since when had Luohou become a traitor? And furthermore, this Primordial Daoist was transformed from a spiritual treasure—what exactly was he?
Chen Yang was puzzled as well, unable to make sense of what Primordial Daoist and the Demon Emperor had said. Yet Chen Yang knew that this Primordial Daoist's origins were absolutely far from simple.
Primordial Daoist controlled the Primordial Purple Qi as though he were controlling some pet.
Chen Yang's expression shifted slightly, but he could no longer wait. "Fine... since you are unwilling to give it to me, I will take it by force."
"Oh... you