Within the Ancestral God Palace in the Ancestral God Secret Realm.
Yun He and Luo Feng strode straight inside. The guards at the palace gates did not stop them.
"Mixed Hole True God, Galaxy Lord." The Three Ancestral Gods had long been waiting.
"Three Ancestral Gods." Yun He and Luo Feng entered the great hall and swept their gazes across it.
The Three Ancestral Gods had already risen from their thrones to welcome them.
After hundreds of millions of eras, the three Ancestral Gods of the Ancestral God Cult had all become True Gods.
After all, their talent had been exceptional enough for them to be chosen as Ancestral Gods, and they also enjoyed the favor of the Origin Will of the Original Universe.
Now that so many True Gods had emerged among the races of the Primal Universe, it would have been a joke if the Three Ancestral Gods were not True Gods themselves.
"The Origin Will knows our demands by now, I presume?" Yun He asked.
Luo Feng also looked at the Three Ancestral Gods.
"Mixed Hole True God."
Elder Ancestral God Cang sighed. "That demand of yours... though we do not know the details, the Origin Will is clearly displeased. Do you still insist?"
"Yes." Yun He nodded.
Displeased?
What does its displeasure have to do with me?
Yun He had already served as its blade twice for free: once when dealing with the Lord of Yuan Ao, and once when dealing with Haolei Star Lord and his two companions. Neither time had Yun He complained. When the Origin Will asked, he acted, without demanding anything in return.
Any debt of gratitude had long since been repaid.
And now it wants another freebie?
Looking across the entire Universe Ocean, who else could the Origin Will rely on