"You're the Devil Ancestor, and you're asking me what the Devil Realm is? What do you take me for?"
The moment he heard "Devil Realm," Luohu faintly felt his Devil Dao laws loosen slightly. That had never happened since he lost to Hong Jun.
He desperately wanted to know what the Devil Realm in Liu Mang's mouth was—something that could actually trigger fluctuations in the Devil Dao laws.
Hearing Liu Mang's words, Luohu waved his hands repeatedly.
"No, no, no! You're looking down on yourself too much. When it comes to being a devil, you're not much worse than me!"
Looking at Luohu's sincere gaze, Liu Mang didn't know for a moment whether Luohu was insulting himself or praising himself.
"Oh~ So you trapped me inside a black dome to help me increase my strength?!"
"Help you increase your strength, my ass! You little bastard!
"Was I sick in the head? Did I have nothing better to do? I risked being discovered and killed by Hong Jun, sneaking out of Spirit Mountain to help you increase your strength.
"How thick is your face?"
Of course, Luohu only thought those words in his heart. He did not say them aloud.
Originally, he had planned to use the illusion realm to dig out the secrets buried deep within Liu Mang's Primordial Spirit, make him lose himself, and eventually turn him into a devil.
He had not expected to actually uncover the secret,
Yet Liu Mang had not only denied him the chance to turn him into a devil, but had also used the illusion realm he created to increase his strength once again.
He had truly lifted a rock only to drop it on his own foot.
Luohu felt like dying.
However, his priority now was to bluff his way past this