For Tongtian, this journey into the Secret Realm had brought scares but no real danger.
Not only had he gained three Primordial Chaos Realm followers, he had also swiftly dealt with the Joyous Union Sect, the great enemy looming over the Primordial World.
As for those fellows from the Human Emperor Manor and Immortal Valley of Shiva Continent,
Prince of Dong'an and Qingshan would discuss how to settle those grudges. After all, the others had little to do with them.
Crossing the Mystic Sea Region was no easy matter.
Fortunately, Elder Hong Tao had prepared a Heaven-Rank Spiritual Treasure long ago. Though it could not compare to the Moon-Sky Shuttle, it would serve as transport well enough.
After nearly a hundred years, the cultivators of Brahma Heaven Province finally began their journey home.
Yet aboard the Spirit Treasure carrying them back, everyone was dispirited. They had gained nothing of much value, after all. They had lost the bride and the troops both!
Tongtian sat cross-legged, taking this opportunity to ask Luohu about the Heavenly Demons.
"Demon Ancestor, you should know the secrets within Prison Suppression, shouldn't you?"
"Why exactly do the Great Dao cultivators in the Sacred Land hate Heavenly Demons so much?"
"Could it be that I've become a Heavenly Demon cultivator now, too?"
Hearing Tongtian's questions, Luohu, who was hiding in the System Space restoring his cultivation, took a long while before replying leisurely.
"Strictly speaking, neither you nor I are Heavenly Demon cultivators."
"I've never considered myself the same kind of creature as those low-class fellows, either. They're beasts that will swallow anything. Whenever they appear, they can suck an entire world dry!"
At those words, Tongtian felt a chill down his back.
"Suck an entire world dry?"
"How do they do that? Just suck it straight