The Primordial Royal Clan's tyranny was laid bare. They ordered Lu Chen to come accept his death and even threatened to slaughter all his relatives and friends.
Naturally, this was not merely about their young lord's death. They were probing the Human Race's current strength, preparing for the Primordial Myriad Races to reign over the land once more.
Thus, Spirit Valley's domineering declarations, though seemingly directed at Lu Chen, were also meant for the many powers of the Human Race.
They dispatched powerful ancient creatures to search for Lu Chen and openly warned the Human Race's major powers: anyone who dared shelter him would be slaughtered along with him, their sects destroyed to the last.
For a time, all the major human powers under heaven fell silent, and many people trembled with unease.
Meanwhile, Lu Chen quietly made his way to Purple Mountain. He knew Spirit Valley was the vanguard probing the Human Race. Since that was the case, he would find someone to wipe them out, first crushing the arrogance of the Primordial Myriad Races and buying himself time to grow.
At one of Purple Mountain's nine dragon veins, at the Chaos Dao Point formed by the yin-yang terrain, the Primordial Human Demon was still meditating and cultivating.
Ever since Lu Chen brought him here and cut open the divine source to release him, he had never left. First, this sacred ground aided his cultivation.
Second, his disordered mind-divine by day, demonic by night-had yet to recover completely. His episodes had merely become less frequent.
If his mind suddenly descended into chaos outside, he might slaughter his way across the world as he had in the Primordial Era. Every living being on this land would suffer, the Human Race included.
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