"Pah!"
Nüwa spat softly and shot Daochen a glare.
"Very well, very well. This is between the two of you, so I shall meddle no further. Since the Demon Queen is now with child, I shall make this trip on your behalf."
A rare trace of a smile appeared on Hongjun's normally unruffled face.
"Dao Ancestor, do you know who interfered with the Kalpa?"
When Hongjun brought up the matter, Daochen's expression grew solemn.
He naturally knew the five Saints were not responsible, but he could not divine who was.
"Speaking of this person, you share no small karmic connection with him."
Hongjun smiled faintly.
"Hmm?"
Daochen froze at those words.
He actually had a karmic connection with the person acting in secret?
That certainly piqued his curiosity.
But in the next instant, an unusual gleam flashed through Daochen's eyes, and his gaze involuntarily fell upon the God-Slaying Spear in his hand.
"Could it be Luo Hou?"
Daochen looked astonished, but no sooner had the thought surfaced than he dismissed it.
Luo Hou had long since perished in the Dao-Demon War.
In the end, he had even gone mad enough to detonate all the Geng Metal Leylines of the Western Land, reducing a land originally every bit the equal of the Primordial World's Eastern Continent to a barren wasteland.
It was precisely because of this that Hongjun, out of guilt, had given Jieyin and Zhunti a strand of Primordial Purple Qi each as compensation.
If Luo Hou truly had not perished, things would become rather entertaining.
Whatever else might happen, Jieyin and Zhunti would certainly risk their lives to settle the score if they saw Luo Hou.
But on second thought...
Forget it!
Given those two fellow disciples' character, even if they knew Luo Hou was alive, they probably would