Within Xuan Yuan's tranquil, peaceful state of mind.
He drew perfectly clear distinctions concerning his own affairs.
He believed that both he, Xuan Yuan, and the Human Race.
Owed everything to their Ancestral God, Lin Tian.
In other words, without their Ancestral God Lin Tian, there would have been no Xuan Yuan of the Human Race, much less the vast Human Race that now stood between heaven and earth in the Primordial World as one of its prominent races.
Thus, Xuan Yuan could go against his own nature and habits, coming to the Demon Race to state his demands to the Demon Emperor. If the Demon Emperor dared to plunder the Spirit Vine Dao Lineage or any treasures bestowed by his Ancestral God Lin Tian.
Then, in Xuan Yuan's eyes.
This would not be an affront to Xuan Yuan, but an insult to his Ancestral God.
And so, to Xuan Yuan, the gravity of these two matters was entirely different.
After nodding calmly.
He sent a message through Spirit Awareness to his wife, Lei Zu:
"It's all right. If they truly dare to attack us, disregarding the standing of our Ancestral God, the Vine Dao Venerable, between heaven and earth in the Primordial World, then even if I must die and my Dao perish, I will teach those blind fools a lesson they won't forget."
When Lei Zu, who had felt somewhat apprehensive, heard her husband Xuan Yuan say this, her heart instead settled.
Lei Zu also nodded slightly, a smile rising at the corners of her lips.
After all, whenever either she or her husband Xuan Yuan mentioned Lin Tian, the Ancestral God of the Human Race, reverence naturally welled up within them.
Even though, throughout these tens of millions of years, their Ancestral God had outwardly shown little