Hongjun looked around in alarm. "Damn it, I think I just fell into an illusion."
"What's going on now?"
Daochen stared coldly ahead. "A major boss. This fellow in front of us is probably at least at the peak of the ninth heaven of the Saint Realm."
"Truly terrifying. Just by relying on resentment toward the Primordial World, he actually reached the ninth heaven of the Saint Realm. He probably lured us here to devour us and advance to the Heavenly Dao Mirror, didn't he?"
He analyzed the situation calmly. Otherwise, how could they have fallen into an illusion?
But how had this fellow become so powerful?
In the Primordial World, even someone as gifted as Daochen had only reached the eighth heaven of the Saint Realm. Advancing to the ninth heaven was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
This fellow had actually reached the ninth heaven of the Saint Realm simply by absorbing resentment. Was resentment really all he relied on?
At that moment, the previously frenzied Resentment Aggregate suddenly spoke.
"You have a clear head, fellow. You managed to guess my purpose. You're very clever, and I like you very much. May I invite you to become one with me?"
"I can let your mind control my body. You're quite impressive. I really do like you."
"In the Primordial World, you're the Demon Emperor. Once you become one with me, you'll be the strongest in the Primordial World. Even the Heavenly Dao will be beneath you. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
Daochen looked at him with an expression of disgust. "Ugh, you're revolting. I don't have any peculiar tastes. Die, monster."
This fellow actually wanted to tempt Daochen. What a bizarre creature.
Daochen immediately unleashed Might Makes Right, driving a fierce punch straight into his face.
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