This is the Primordial Wilderness, Hongjun's territory!

In the endless Chaos Void, raging currents of air tore madly at everything.

There was no distinction of up or down, left or right here, only a gray, deathly stillness.

Demon Ancestor Luohu's terrifying demonic body, hundreds of millions of zhang tall, stood there in the chaos.

The God-Slaying Spear in his hand radiated a black light that devoured all things.

He looked at the withered old man before him, dressed in a gray Daoist robe, the fury in his eyes almost enough to set the chaos ablaze.

"Hongjun!"

Luohu let out a roar that shook the ages.

"You dare block me!"

"I descended in response to the summons of the beings of the Primordial World. This is the will of the Heavenly Dao!"

"You hypocrite who stole the authority of the Heavenly Dao—are you going to defy the heavens today too?"

Luohu's questioning voice stirred up layer upon layer of ripples through the chaos.

Hongjun Dao Ancestor stood there expressionlessly.

The Creation Jade Disc above his head slowly revolved, scattering hundreds of millions of rays of auspicious omen light, purifying every trace of approaching Demonic Energy.

"Luohu, the Primordial World does not welcome you."

Hongjun's voice did not fluctuate in the slightest, cold to the extreme.

"Those little schemes of yours cannot be hidden from this poor Daoist."

"Though Yuanshi has committed a grave mistake, he is still of Pangu's Orthodox Lineage, and he is this poor Daoist's disciple."

"You want to use his hand to return to the Primordial World. Absolutely impossible."

Luohu laughed in rage, his laughter filled with endless arrogance.

"What a fine Pangu's Orthodox Lineage!"

"What a fine disciple of yours!"

"To kill a junior, he was even willing to sell the Primordial World's source to me."

"The disciple you taught has truly opened my