Published: January 6, 2025
The Primordial Ancestral Dragon and Blood River Saint Ancestor looked utterly bewildered, while the lord of abyssal demons was completely dumbfounded.
Originally, they were in a perilous situation, ready to fight for their lives, but in the blink of an eye, the mistress arrived and instantly killed the Demon Spirit Venerable with a single sword strike. Such a display of power was truly against the heavens.
In the Chaotic World, the Primordial Ancestral Dragon and Blood River Saint Ancestor exchanged glances, and the only word that shone in their eyes was: strong!
"The mistress is very strong!"
"Very strong, indeed!"
Both nodded in agreement. To defeat a peak heaven venerable like the Demon Spirit Venerable in a single move was a feat difficult even for an ordinary supreme. They could suppress such enemies, but to annihilate them in one blow was an incredibly high difficulty.
Yet, Qin Yuechi accomplished it.
"However, the form of this mistress is quite special; it seems impossible to sense her cultivation level," remarked the Primordial Ancestral Dragon.
"Right, I can't sense her cultivation either," Blood River Saint Ancestor also nodded.
"No wonder the master possesses such talent; it seems her genes are extraordinary," continued the Primordial Ancestral Dragon.
"That's obvious; it’s definitely extraordinary," Blood River Saint Ancestor nodded again.
"I wonder who the master's father is?" pondered the Primordial Ancestral Dragon.
"Definitely a peerless powerhouse," said Blood River Saint Ancestor.
The lord of abyssal demons watched in a daze, feeling as if these two were performing a duet.
But after hearing the words of the Primordial Ancestral Dragon and Blood River Saint Ancestor, he couldn't help but say, "The master’s father is indeed very powerful."
Swish! The Primordial Ancestral Dragon and Blood River Saint Ancestor turned to him in unison, their eyes wide with disbelief: "You've seen him?"
The lord of abyssal demons forced a bitter smile, "Back in the day, I was suppressed by the master's father in a lower realm for countless years. Oh, I forgot to mention, when I was suppressed, I was even stronger than this Demon Spirit Venerable, at the peak heaven venerable level—no, it should be considered half a step to supreme. Yet, the master's father suppressed me directly. Fortunately, as the heir of the Abyss Demon Tribe, my essence contained the source of the Demon Tribe, making it not easy to extinguish, so I’ve managed to live until today."
The Primordial Ancestral Dragon and Blood River Saint Ancestor blinked in astonishment. "Are you sure?"
The lord of abyssal demons was taken aback, "Is there something wrong, esteemed ones?"
The Primordial Ancestral Dragon replied, "If the mistress is already this strong, are you sure you could survive at the hands of the master’s father?
Look at the mistress’s power; she annihilated the Demon Spirit Venerable in seconds. Even if you're half a step to supreme, the master’s father should be able to kill you without difficulty, right?"
Blood River Saint Ancestor nodded, "I also suspect that the reason you haven't died isn't that the master’s father can't kill you, but rather that you still hold some value."
The Primordial Ancestral Dragon showed no sympathy, "This goes without saying; the master’s father is definitely cultivating a foundation for the master. You know, when I see you, I’m reminded of a creature from the Mortal Realm that is somewhat similar to you."
Blood River Saint Ancestor and the lord of abyssal demons looked over curiously, "What creature from the Mortal Realm?"
"Dung beetle!"
The Primordial Ancestral Dragon said, "Have you heard of dung beetles?
It is said that when dung beetles are young, they search for dung everywhere and roll it into a ball—not as a hobby, but to leave food for their offspring. When their children are born, they have something to eat."
As the lord of abyssal demons belonged to the Abyss Demon Tribe, his face, originally pitch black, appeared crimson, resembling Blood River Saint Ancestor's flushed face.