bookcurios Chapter 119 The Struggle Between Dao and Demon Begins
Chapter 119 The Struggle Between Dao and Demon Begins
Hongjun stood high in the sky, with the Primordial Golden Immortals, led by the Ancestral Dragon, the Primordial Phoenix, and the First Qilin, standing behind him.
His words were righteous and indignant.
At that moment, it seemed that Hongjun became the only ray of light in the entire primordial world.
His words, like thunderclaps, resounded throughout Mount Sumeru.
Upon hearing this, all the members of the Demonic Sect could no longer contain themselves, and a surge of boundless rage welled up in their hearts.
A defeated subordinate of the Demon Ancestor dares to insult his ancestors like this.
A whooshing sound rang out, and Mo Tian, Mo Luo, and the eight great demon generals of the Demon Sect, who were renowned throughout the land, suddenly appeared on Mount Sumeru like a black whirlwind.
They all had cold expressions and exuded a chilling aura, facing Hongjun and the others without fear.
"How dare a mere old mudfish insult our Demon Ancestor?! That's utterly arrogant!"
Because Luo Hou disliked Hong Jun, he almost always referred to Hong Jun as "old mudfish" within the Demonic Sect.
Through constant exposure, the people under the Demonic Sect also began to refer to it in this way.
But no matter what, the Demonic Sect would never have dared to address Hongjun in such a way before.
But now that they've become adversaries, Hongjun still shamelessly claims that today is the day his ancestor dies.
So these people stopped maintaining any so-called etiquette and rules, and started shouting "Old Mudfish" in front of Hongjun.
Upon hearing this, Hongjun's previously calm expression instantly turned ashen, a chilling aura emanating from him, and his eyes seemed to gleam with boundless killing intent.
As for Luo Hou and Chaos, they were no match for him in strength, and there was nothing he could do even if he called them.
How dare some juniors address themselves like that now?
They're practically disregarding Hongjun!
However, Hongjun was also somewhat shocked amidst his anger, as he had not expected that Luo Hou's demonic sect was so powerful.
The people in front of them, including Mo Luo and Mo Tian, were all in the mid-stage of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm. Even among the eight people behind them, there was another Hunyuan Golden Immortal.
With three Primordial Golden Immortals among them, their strength was undeniably formidable.
They are even stronger than the Phoenix Clan of yesteryear.
However, Hongjun was not too worried, because in addition to the three Zulongs, they also had Zhulong and Zhuque.
Even excluding himself and his three slain corpses, there were still five Hunyuan Golden Immortals.
Five against three, the advantage is in my hands!
Thinking about how he established the Xuanmen sect, he found that the sect only had a few oddballs and not even a single Great Luo Golden Immortal.
Hongjun's anger intensified.
How is that mere Rahu any better than him?
Immediately, a flash of spiritual light appeared in Hongjun's hand, and the Pangu Banner instantly appeared in his hand.
In an instant, the Pangu Banner moved without wind, and ten thousand rays of light burst forth from the banner. The light was extremely dazzling, directly illuminating all the heavens. The aura of countless gods and demons surged forth, carrying terrifying tearing power as it attacked Moro and the others. Its power was enough to directly shatter and reopen a great thousand world.
At this moment, Hongjun exuded a terrifying aura that sent chills down one's spine.
He wanted to let these people know that he, the dignified patriarch of the Xuanmen sect, was not to be trifled with!
Let alone three mere early or mid-stage Hunyuan Golden Immortals, even those at the peak of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm would not be his match.
Which of these people who have survived from chaos to the present day has not cultivated the Great Dao?
His background and foundation were so profound that no one who came after him could compare.
Faced with the overwhelming power of the Pangu Banner, Moro and his companions seemed like a small boat adrift on a vast ocean, at risk of capsizing and disappearing from the world at any moment.
Moro and the others felt this power, and their eyes trembled. Cold sweat poured down their foreheads, and their hair stood on end.
They hadn't expected Hongjun to be so terrifying. They, who were also Hunyuan Golden Immortals, probably couldn't even withstand a single move from Hongjun.
Although there was a hint of fear in their eyes, there was no panic whatsoever.
They also have powerful backers!
Sure enough, just as the divine and evil energy released by Hongjun's Pangu Banner was about to engulf and devour Moro and the others, a cold black lotus stood directly above Moro and the others, and countless auspicious clouds descended, like a veil, directly protecting Moro and the others.
Like a towering sacred mountain, it remained motionless in the void, no matter how the divine and evil auras of the heavens acted.
Behind the black lotus, a figure, unruly and like a demon god, exuding overwhelming demonic energy, slowly emerged into everyone's view.
"You old mudfish, you escaped last time, but I never expected you to have the audacity to appear before this Demon Ancestor again."
"Do you really think that by winning over the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans, you can contend with this Demon Ancestor? You even have the audacity to say that today is my death day. In my opinion, today is probably the death day for you, you old mudfish."
Looking at Luo Hou before them, whether it was Hongjun, Zulong, Yuanfeng, or the others, a solemn and serious look flashed in their eyes.
Hongjun took a deep breath and said slowly, "Luo Hou, stop with the empty talk. It's a settled fact that you've only cared about stirring up trouble in the prehistoric world."
"You were the one who first stood against all of our races. This time, no matter what you do, you are still an enemy of all of our races. As for who lives and who dies, you will find out soon enough!"
Upon hearing this, Luo Hou merely smiled dismissively and offered no rebuttal.
But in his heart he was thinking, Hong Yuan has also gotten involved. According to what Hong Jun said, should he go and fight Hong Yuan again?
If Luo Hou hadn't known that Hongjun would never dare to say such a thing, he would have really wanted to tell him.
Let's see how many slaps Hongyuan will get for Hongjun then.
Seeing that Luo Hou remained silent, Hongjun felt extremely pleased. Finally, Luo Hou had a day when he could be rebuked by him.
With that constant nagging of "Old Mudfish, Old Mudfish," Hongjun was losing all sense of propriety.
At this moment, Luo Hou slowly turned his gaze to Yuan Feng and said softly, "You little phoenix, I, the Demon Ancestor, will spare you any further grudges if you leave today, considering that you once had a karmic connection with Hong Yuan. However, if you continue to stay here, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"
Upon hearing Luo Hou's words, Hongjun's expression changed drastically, and he abruptly turned to look at Yuan Feng.
At this moment, not only Hongjun, but also Zulong and Shiqilin looked grim, their eyes fixed on Yuanfeng, fearing that she might change her mind and lead the Phoenix Clan and the bird clan below away.
He felt all eyes on him.
Yuan Feng also took a deep breath, her phoenix eyes meeting Luo Hou's with an undisguised ruthlessness.
"Luo Hou, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you. If my Phoenix Clan leaves this time, how will the myriad races of the prehistoric world view my Phoenix Clan?"