Although.
From within the Netherworld Blood Sea, Minghe could directly observe the changes in all Primordial World creatures since the World-Opening, as well as the rise and fall of their various races.
At the same time, he had always kept his gaze on Vine Dao Venerable Lin Tian.
It could be put this way.
Over more than ten million years, Lin Tian had grown step by step from humble beginnings, evolving his race one stage at a time. From having only the Little Beast Emperor as his companion, he had spread his teachings until, at this very moment, most of the Primordial World's peerless powerhouses gathered beneath him.
All of this had remained under Patriarch Minghe's observation.
As for those Chaos Demon Gods who had slipped into the Primordial World through the Chaos Heavenly River or other means, pulling strings and manipulating the course of the world.
The Netherworld Ancestor had also noticed their presence while observing those changes.
But at this very moment.
These Chaos Demon Gods, whose aims and rules of conduct were unknown to him, had suddenly appeared beside Minghe.
And when they claimed to belong to the same camp as Minghe, wanting to join forces with him to defeat Daoist Tongtian and then kill Spirit Vine Lin Tian.
Patriarch Minghe could not help sneering inwardly. These fellows clearly came at this precise moment to pick up easy spoils and drag me into some kind of scheming trap.
I certainly shouldn't ally with them.
At the same time, he sent a strand of Spirit Awareness to Daoist Tongtian, who had suddenly projected himself into the Netherworld Blood Sea, taking the form of an utterly blood-soaked apparition:
"Fellow Daoist of the Spirit Vine Sect, if you wish to unleash the sword strike you have comprehended within my Netherworld