After Daochen finished speaking, Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Dijun silently took their places behind him.
Before, he might not have had such confidence, but now Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Dijun were both present. They were his trump cards.
Luo Hou sneered coldly. "Hmph, with your strength? You think you can take all of us on?"
Their strength was around the eighth layer of the Saint Realm.
Each of them had accumulated power over countless years, and their strength was terrifying.
Though Demon Emperor Daochen had many tricks at his disposal, his actual strength was only at the sixth layer of the Saint Realm. In their eyes, that was nowhere near enough.
Laozi and the others stepped forward. "You have us to contend with, too."
Though they usually did not get along and might even be enemies, they still stepped up at this critical moment.
The Primordial World was their shared home, and each of them had reason to defend it.
Luo Hou remained unconcerned. "It doesn't matter. All we need to do is keep you occupied. With our strength, you won't be able to stop us unless you throw everything you have into it."
Devil Ancestor Luo Hou had that confidence, and it came from his strength.
Daochen said nothing. He abruptly appeared beside this clone of Devil Ancestor Luo Hou and severed his head with a single strike of the ruler.
His movement was so sudden that he gave him no chance to react.
Devil Ancestor Luo Hou's clone wanted to say something more, but could no longer speak.
Everyone's faces filled with horror.
Was Daochen that powerful? He had silently ambushed and killed Luo Hou's Clone.
"Daochen's strength is terrifying!"
"That Heaven Measuring Ruler of his is also a Xiantian Supreme Treasure. It's terrifying."
"He actually killed that