Inside the main hall of Yuxu Palace.
Randeng felt the terrifying Demonic Energy roiling within his body. The sensation of power that could tear through the void with every gesture had completely intoxicated him.
He straightened his body.
His originally withered demonic body had become full again under the nourishment of the Law of Termination, though his skin had taken on the grayish-white color of a corpse.
"Your grace in recreating me, Master, is something I could never repay even if I were reduced to dust."
Randeng lowered his head, his voice hoarse and grating.
The Primordial Heavenly Demon leaned against the Nine Dragon Agarwood Carriage, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest.
"Next, I need you to do something."
Randeng immediately straightened his back.
"I wonder what orders you have for me."
The Primordial Heavenly Demon's gaze pierced through the main hall and looked toward the distant western lands.
"Take my decree and go to Mount Sumeru in the West."
Randeng froze for a moment.
"The West?"
The Primordial Heavenly Demon nodded.
"That's right. Go and make the two Saints of the West join the Great Zhou camp."
"In the struggle for Human Dao Fortune, Xiqi's current foundation alone isn't enough."
"Although the Western Teachings are impoverished, those two good-for-nothings occupy Heavenly Dao Saint Positions, after all. They can involve a considerable amount of Karma in the Primordial Wilderness."
After hearing this, Randeng looked hesitant.
No matter how useless Jie Yin and Zhun Ti were, they were still lofty Heavenly Dao Saints.
Although he had just obtained the power of a false Hunyuan, he still felt somewhat uncertain about facing two Heavenly Dao Saints.
"Master, what if they refuse?"
Randeng asked tentatively.
The Primordial Heavenly Demon let out a cold laugh.
The laughter echoed through the main hall, instantly solidifying