During the tribulation of the last era, he had commanded the gods and demons of countless worlds and swept across the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands. His only mortal enemy had been Chaos Ancient Buddha, wielder of the Beginning of Ten Thousand Buddhas.
The two had fought a protracted battle between saints near the end of that era, shattering countless Great Thousand Worlds. In the end, both had been gravely wounded and died in meditation before the tribulation descended.
He had never expected his old enemy to revive in this life, just as the Primordial World approached the end of the Third Millennium Era.
"Hmph! The old bastard got lucky."
Primordial Heavenly Demon sneered, murderous light surging in his eyes. "I split his golden body to pieces with one axe blow during that tribulation. Now he's clinging to life on the blood essence of those two useless fools in the West, and he still dares to set his sights on the Immortal Seed?"
Primordial Heavenly Demon raised his right hand and clenched his five fingers.
The myriad demonic veins beneath Kunlun Mountain converged with a roar, condensing in his palm into a Demonized Fragment of the Pangu Banner that radiated endless baleful energy.
He could clearly sense that, for all the grandeur of the Buddhist light erupting from the West, it carried a faint hollowness: its source was depleted.
Clearly, Chaos Ancient Buddha had only just revived and had yet to regain his supreme power at its peak.
"That little bastard Qin Mu has monopolized the Fortune of the Three Realms. Dark Night Monarch has laid the Nine Netherworlds Devouring-Heaven Formation in Xiqi. Now even you, old bald donkey, have come to join the fun."
A savage grin spread across Primordial Heavenly Demon's face. "Excellent!"
"The muddier the waters of