Luohu: I Was Bullied by a Junior?

Wang Shi snorted coldly, his face brimming with arrogance.

"Are you really that impressive?"

"Aren't you just Demon Ancestor Luohu? Have you ever heard of me?"

Luohu stared at the little fellow before him in astonishment.

For a moment, he wondered whether he was still half asleep.

What on earth was going on?

He, the mighty Demon Ancestor Luohu, was actually being looked down upon.

Worst of all, the fellow before him was merely a junior at the Daluo Golden Immortal level.

When had a Daluo Golden Immortal ever dared provoke him?

It was utterly absurd!

Everyone stared at Wang Shi in shock.

"My disciple, stop talking and come back!"

"Stone Spirit, what are you doing? Do you know who this man is? Hurry up and step back!"

"Come back with us! The three of us aren't dead yet. It's not your turn to step forward!"

The Three Pure Ones pulled him back, their faces flushed with agitation.

He was their one precious disciple. Why had he suddenly gone mad today?

Everyone else was equally bewildered.

"Has Stone Spirit gone crazy? That's the mighty Demon Ancestor, a Saint-level powerhouse!"

"This fellow is a little unreliable. Can't he withstand even this much pressure?"

As they argued among themselves, Stone Spirit felt the aura throughout his body surge.

An unimaginable power welled up within him.

A confident smile immediately spread across his face.

Then he lashed out with a vicious slap.

His speed reached the absolute limit, too fast for the naked eye to follow.

Only a sharp crack rang out.

Then they saw Demon Ancestor Luohu clutching his face in shock, his expression one of utter disbelief.

Everyone was scared witless.

"What just happened?"

"I think I heard someone getting slapped."

"Heavens, I really didn't mishear it! It looks like the Demon Ancestor got slapped!"

Demon Ancestor Luohu glared furiously at Wang Shi.

"Brat, are you courting death?"

A Saint's imposing aura erupted in an instant.

An unparalleled killing intent spread in every direction.

Terrifying baleful qi condensed into clouds, blanketing their surroundings.

Everyone present, whether Quasi-Saints or ordinary powerhouses, was pinned down, unable to move.

Only now did they understand how powerful a Saint truly was.

At that moment, only one thought remained in their minds.

We're dead.

Stone Spirit was truly courting death, and worse, he was dragging everyone else down with him.

Why provoke that Saint for no reason? Who do you think you are?

While everyone stood utterly stunned, another sound came.

Another sharp crack rang out.

"Enough noise. I told you I would act. Didn't you understand?"

Demon Ancestor Luohu's face had swollen. He simply could not understand how he, a mighty Saint, had failed to dodge a slap.

In that instant, it had felt as though time itself had vanished from heaven and earth.

He stared gravely at the man before him.

This fellow was far too strange. He had already been a million times more vigilant, yet he still could not defend against that casual blow.

He was certain that his opponent's strength was not at the Daluo Golden Immortal level. He was probably much stronger, perhaps even a Saint.

But he knew perfectly well how many Saints there were in the Primordial World!

The man before him could not be Hongjun.

He was very familiar with Dao Ancestor Hongjun's aura.

But if this was not Hongjun, who else in the Primordial World possessed such strength?

He could not figure it out.

Demon Ancestor Luohu waved his hand, and the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation appeared in his grasp.

Then he gripped the God-Slaying Spear.

He thrust it out fiercely, intending to pierce his opponent straight through the heart.

Just then, he witnessed a terrifying sight.

No matter how he tried, his spear could not injure his opponent in the slightest.

It was as though his opponent was not even there.

He immediately sensed exceptionally strong spatial fluctuations.

Something's wrong. Something is definitely wrong. Even an ordinary Saint couldn't be this proficient in Space Law.

This man was definitely a Saint, and a spatial Saint at that.

His mastery over space had reached a truly terrifying level.

Demon Ancestor Luohu's expression grew grave. He knew he had kicked an iron plate this time.

Suddenly, he smiled and stood still, withdrawing his spear.

"Although I don't know your identity, I greatly admire your strength. How about this? Please leave, and we'll keep our well water clear of each other's river water. What do you say?"

"I promise never to return to the Primordial World. Please allow me to leave."

His words immediately caused an uproar.

"Is this some kind of joke? The mighty Saint-level Demon Ancestor Luohu is actually backing down?"

"Only now do I realize that the Three Pure Ones' disciple was the one hiding the deepest. This fellow is so powerful that he's already far beyond a Saint."

"Something's wrong. I keep feeling that Stone Spirit shouldn't have this kind of strength. There must be something strange behind it."

"Who cares whether there's something strange? All I know is that we've survived this time. I don't want to die for no reason."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They were both shocked by Wang Shi's strength and grateful for it.

Seeing him back down, Wang Shi chuckled.

"Backing down now? Too bad, you're too late."

"I certainly won't let you off easily today."

"Now kneel and kowtow to me, and I might let you go. Otherwise, no one is leaving today."

Demon Ancestor Luohu froze on the spot. What outrageous words had he just heard?

He was the mighty Demon Ancestor, a being who had already attained Sainthood.

He regarded all things beneath heaven as mere ants.

Yet today, he had actually been bullied by a junior.

If he could tolerate this, what could he not tolerate?

Already furious beyond measure, the Demon Ancestor instantly unleashed the Demonic Qi throughout his body.

Endless Demonic Qi engulfed their surroundings.

It also enveloped Wang Shi.

"Brat, I merely wanted to avoid trouble. That doesn't mean I'm truly afraid. So what if you're a Saint? Am I not a Saint too?"

With that, his aura surged.

His presence immediately condensed to its utmost limit, and within the impenetrable Demonic Qi, he attacked wildly.

Wang Shi frowned, watching the deadly threats coming from every direction.

That voice sounded beside his ear once again.

"Relax. Don't worry. He can't hurt you at all."

"Follow my instructions. Punch forward and to your right. Use all your strength!"

Wang Shi obediently gathered every last ounce of strength in his body, then blasted out a punch.

A howl of agony rang out.

Before anyone knew it, Demon Ancestor Luohu had been embedded in the ocean trench.

That single punch instantly knocked him back to his senses.

His opponent's mastery of space far exceeded anything he had imagined. The God-Slaying Spear alone could never deal with him.

Moreover, since they had dared come pounding on his door, they must have made thorough preparations.

At that thought, he immediately lost all desire to fight.

His figure silently vanished as he slipped toward the depths of the ocean trench.

The most important thing now was to protect the gate. He absolutely could not let these people enter at will.

As long as the gate remained, their grand plan would not be ruined.

It was a sight that left one sighing, helpless.