If he failed to obtain the opportunities and blessings belonging to Devil Ancestor Luo Hou in this plane, then return from this world to the Primordial World where the Spirit Vine True Self resided.
Then.
It would not be just every disciple under him, the Vine Dao Venerable.
He, the Vine Dao Venerable, would also die beneath that ray of sword light unleashed from the Executioner Immortal Sword Formation, with Devil Ancestor Luo Hou and the Chaos Demon Gods wielding the swords together.
It could be put this way.
In the more than ten million years since Lin Tian had transmigrated into the Primordial World.
This very moment was the greatest threat of annihilation he had ever faced.
As long as he remained in this Primordial World, where danger lurked on every side.
Once this exceedingly faint true spirit of his, belonging to the Vine Dao Venerable, was destroyed in this Primordial World.
Then Lin Tian and the companions under his command would have no way back.
Nor would they have any further chance to reverse the surging tide of history unfolding in the Primordial World Plane where the Vine Dao Venerable's true self resided.
And everything belonging to him, Lin Tian, the Vine Dao Venerable, would cease to exist forever.
Thus, at this very moment, he had to carefully distinguish and assess every event taking place in this plane, judging whatever influence it might have on this tiny true spirit of Devil Ancestor Luo Hou.
At that moment.
The beautiful Devil Moon, who had recovered her composure from her earlier jubilation, gently swayed the pair of devil horns atop her head, which emitted thick, billowing demonic qi.
Cold as frost, she glared fiercely at the six true spirits of Devil Ancestor Luo Hou's divine sense clones, who had fought