He took a slow step forward, his sword point once again aimed at the Primordial Heavenly Demon's chest.
"Yuanshi, that's the end of your move."
Qin Mu's voice was cold, without a trace of emotion.
"Seems your Era Arts aren't much to speak of."
"So, do we keep fighting to the death, or will you hand over what I came for?"
With every step Qin Mu took, the Green Lotus Sword Intent filling the void grew stronger.
That crushing pressure settled over the Primordial Heavenly Demon's heart once more.
The Primordial Heavenly Demon clenched his teeth, his fists cracking as he squeezed them tight.
Utter humiliation!
To be cornered in his own domain and forced into submission by a junior would have been unthinkable in the previous eras.
But the situation was against him. He had no room to act on his pride.
"Phew—"
The Primordial Heavenly Demon let out a long breath, and the demonic flames in his eyes gradually died down.
"Qin Mu, you do have the strength to back up your arrogance."
The Primordial Heavenly Demon slowly straightened, his voice low and hoarse.
"But don't get too pleased with yourself. If this world's Heavenly Dao hadn't suppressed me at every turn, and if I hadn't descended in nothing more than an Avatar, who won today would still be anyone's guess!"
Qin Mu scoffed and shook his head in contempt.
"You lost. What's the point of making excuses?"
"Enough talk. Hand them over."
The Primordial Heavenly Demon snorted. Though hatred tore at him, he hesitated no longer.
He turned his hand, and two treasures radiating Heavenly Dao Mystic Light slowly emerged from the void.
On the left was an ancient scroll glowing dark gold. It was densely inscribed with the Celestial Stars of the Primordial Wilderness and the