A cold glint spread across Di Jun's face.
He truly had not expected this. He had been one of the Demon Emperors of old, one of the most powerful beings in all heaven and earth.
Zhen Yuanzi had even seen him in person. Although the Zhen Yuanzi before him was an impostor, he had at least inherited all of Zhen Yuanzi's memories.
And he actually failed to recognize him?
Heh!
With a cold laugh, Di Jun said icily, "I am Di Jun. Do you remember now?"
"The Demon Emperor?" Zhen Yuanzi froze. "Didn't you die in the witch-demon tribulation?"
Di Jun's face was filled with disdain.
Looking at the fellow before him, he said coldly, "The Primordial Great World is different from your world. In this world of mine, there is no absolute death."
"The river of time exists in this world. So long as a powerful being is willing, they can easily pull any deceased expert out of it."
"I don't care what you're plotting. Running into me today was your bad luck!"
Zhen Yuanzi's expression darkened.
He clearly had not expected to be discovered just after arriving in the Primordial Great World.
This was nothing like what he had imagined.
Why?
Zhen Yuanzi could not understand it. Everything he had done was extremely secretive. Based on his understanding of this Primordial World, even the Dao Ancestor of the Primordial Great World should have been utterly incapable of noticing.
Yet how had this Di Jun, who had returned from the dead, managed it?
Di Jun, however, had no intention of answering that question.
He gave Zhen Yuanzi an indifferent glance, then said disdainfully, "I'm giving you only two choices. Either come quietly with me to see Saint Tongtian, or die."
"Well? Which will you choose?"
Zhen Yuanzi's face gradually