Chapter 174
This was completely a matter of time difference.
"The human Luo Fu?" Bai Ze's slightly gloomy eyes stared at Luo Fu and said slowly.
Not giving the Demon Race face, and even being able to kill the Demon God Jiuying with the power of a Taiyi Golden Immortal—this was not something an ordinary human could do.
At the very least, he, Bai Ze, had not heard of such a character appearing before.
Then who was the most famous human?
Bai Ze naturally knew of this human disciple who had performed outstandingly in Kunlun a hundred years ago.
At that time, for the high-level members of the Demon Race, the name Luo Fu was just something to listen to; it was impossible for this human to have any contact with their Demon Race.
Or rather, the other party did not even have the qualifications to have contact.
After all, judging from the performance in Kunlun at that time, Luo Fu only had the strength of a Golden Immortal; even if the other party unleashed the power of a Taiyi Golden Immortal with the power of a Golden Immortal at that time, that was just that.
In the current Primordial land, in the environment where the Wu and Demon races were struggling for hegemony, a Taiyi Golden Immortal could not even be considered an ant.
Therefore, the name of the human Luo Fu had long been thrown to the back of their minds by the high-level members of the Demon Race.
But what Bai Ze did not expect was.
In just a hundred years, this Saint personal disciple Luo Fu, who had risen at that time, could actually kill the Demon God Jiuying, who was a Da Luo Golden Immortal.
As a Demon Race powerhouse who was a Da Luo Golden Immortal, placed in the Demon Race, that was also a backbone force.
Not to mention Jiuying, who could be a Demon God; among the Da Luo Golden Immortals, he was also an outstanding one.
As long as the Demon God Jiuying was given a certain opportunity, the other party had a chance to become a Quasi-Saint powerhouse.
But now, such a powerhouse of the Demon Race had actually been killed by Luo Fu in one go.
"In the past, I heard that there was a Demon God Bai Ze in the Demon Race, who was considered by the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun to be a military advisor-level figure in the Demon Race; he is indeed not simple, and not something that a single-celled being like the Demon God Jiuying can compare to." Luo Fu looked at Bai Ze and the other Demon God appearing, his face calm as usual, without the slightest fear.
"As expected of a Saint's personal disciple." Bai Ze laughed.
These words of Luo Fu just now, to a certain extent, had already proven that Bai Ze's guess was correct.
This human who had just slain Jiuying was indeed that Saint's personal disciple.
"However." Bai Ze's smile faded, and terrifying killing intent permeated his body. "Although Jiuying's performance just now was wrong, wanting to snatch your spiritual root, Fellow Daoist, I, Bai Ze, had already begged for mercy for Jiuying, and could even give you some compensation, Fellow Daoist, but you actually still wanted to kill Jiuying."
"Do you think you can contend with me, Bai Ze, or even contend with our entire Demon Race?"
"Is it by relying on the power of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, or is it the Saint Tongtian Jiaozhu behind you?"
As he continued to speak, the killing intent on Bai Ze's body became thicker and thicker; heaven unleashed killing intent.
"Begging for mercy, compensation." Luo Fu's expression was slightly disdainful. "Fellow Daoist Bai Ze, I did not feel that meaning from your words just now; and if begging for mercy and compensation can make up for everything, why don't I go to the Sun Star to snatch the Fusang Tree, and then apologize to Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi; do you think that is possible?"
"You..." Bai Ze's face sank. "Fellow Daoist Luo Fu, you must know that these two cannot be mentioned in the same breath."
Luo Fu going to the Sun Star to snatch the Fusang Tree—how could that be possible?
After all, the Sun Star was the base camp of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, and it was also where the Golden Crow Crown Prince lived.
If Luo Fu sneaked inside, that would be completely not giving face to Di Jun and the others, and it would be a naked slap in the face to this Demon Race Heavenly Emperor.
In this way.
If Luo Fu really did this, if they did not kill Luo Fu, where would Di Jun's face go?
"I think it means the same thing." Luo Fu said calmly. "And just now, Jiuying threatened me, not only wanting to kill me, but also wanting to wipe out the entire human race; do you think I would still let the other party survive?"
"Or rather, Fellow Daoist Bai Ze, you go and threaten my teacher, Tongtian Jiaozhu, and see how the teacher will react." A smile hung on the corner of Luo Fu's mouth.
Hearing this, the Demon God Bai Ze's refined face turned cold.
In the past, as the number one Demon God in the Demon Race, many people would give him face, but now, this junior had slapped Bai Ze in the face one, two, three times.
With Bai Ze's refined personality, it could not help but stir up some anger in his heart.
But the Demon God Bai Ze still suppressed this anger in his heart very well.
Just as Luo Fu said, for him, Bai Ze, to threaten a Saint, unless he, Bai Ze, did not want to live anymore.
Although the Heavenly Dao Saints had not truly displayed their combat power too much.
But being more powerful than a Quasi-Saint was a certain fact.
Under these circumstances, even Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were wary of Saint powerhouses, so Bai Ze, who was only a Demon God, would even less seek death.
If he did this, the Saint would kill him, and Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi would have nothing to say.
"Fellow Daoist Luo Fu, perhaps if you hand over that spiritual root in your hand, I will report it to the Heavenly Emperor; I believe the Heavenly Emperor will understand your difficulties, Fellow Daoist." Bai Ze continued to say.
Since the Demon God Jiuying was already dead, that was a settled fact, and it could not be changed.
But if he obtained the top-tier spiritual root in Luo Fu's hands, then perhaps it could slightly make up for the situation of the Demon God Jiuying's fall.
"Fellow Daoist Bai Ze, killing Jiuying was my decision; if Fellow Daoist Bai Ze wants to attack me, feel free to do so." Luo Fu said calmly.
Asking him to hand over the innate spiritual root Five-Needle Pine—how could that be possible?
"Fellow Daoist Luo Fu, have you really decided?" Bai Ze took a deep look at Luo Fu. "If you stay in Mount Kunlun, Fellow Daoist, that might be very safe, but offending the Demon Race and walking on the Primordial land is an extremely dangerous thing."
"Can I take this as a threat to me?" Luo Fu smiled slightly.
"Whether it is a threat or not, you should have your own judgment, Fellow Daoist." Bai Ze said. "I hope that the next time we meet, it will not be a battle of life and death."
"Jimeng, let's go." Bai Ze said to the Demon God Jimeng beside him.
The Demon God Jimeng was also one of the Demon Race Demon God powerhouses.
"Ah..." The Demon God Jimeng was startled when he heard Bai Ze's words.
Originally, he thought that he and Bai Ze were going to attack Luo Fu, and he was all prepared; how could there be such a big reversal all of a sudden?
Bai Ze actually wanted to take him away.
This made Jimeng's mood very complicated; what exactly was this situation?
But in the end, Bai Ze's past majesty and status still made Jimeng not refute, and he followed Bai Ze away from this battlefield.
Above the firmament.
The two figures of Bai Ze and Jimeng stopped in mid-air.
"Bai Ze, why didn't you take action against that human kid? Are you wary of the Saint behind the other party?" Jimeng said repeatedly. "I believe that even if we kill the other party, the Saint will have nothing to say; after all, it was that kid who attacked our Demon Race first, and we have reasons in this regard."
"Of course I am not wary of the Saint behind the other party; although Luo Fu is a Saint's personal disciple, we, the Demon Race, are not necessarily afraid of those Heavenly Dao Saints." Bai Ze said in a deep voice. "I took you away from there because of another reason."
"Another reason?" Jimeng was somewhat stunned.
"Exactly." Bai Ze's eyes were exceptionally deep. "I sensed the aura of an Ancestral Witch at that time."
"Ancestral Witch?" Jimeng gasped after hearing this.
How strong the Ancestral Witches were and how terrifying they were, Jimeng, as a Demon God, knew very clearly.
It could be said that except for Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, other Demon Race members at the Quasi-Saint level, if facing those Ancestral Witches, would almost be at a disadvantage in a one-on-one fight.
And in the several great battles before.
In the battles between the Ancestral Witches and their high-level Demon Race members, to a certain extent, they were in a weak position.
If the Twelve Ancestral Witches were there, then for him and Bai Ze to meet them, that would be completely delivering food.
Although the Wu and Demon races had unspoken rules that Quasi-Saint powerhouses could not attack the ordinary clansmen of both sides, the battle between Quasi-Saints and Quasi-Saints was not within this scope.
Not to mention that it was their Demon Race that took the initiative to come to the door.
It was precisely because of this that the reason why Jiuying killed the Demon Race before was also because he wanted to leave immediately.
If trapped by an Ancestral Witch, then being killed would be being killed in vain.
The situation between the Wu and Demon races was completely an endless struggle.
The Primordial land was the base camp of the Wu Clan.
"Rest assured, it should not be that all the Ancestral Witches were there." Bai Ze took a look at Jimeng, who was in shock, and said in a deep voice.
If all the Ancestral Witches were there, he, Bai Ze, and Jimeng would probably not have the qualifications to return.
After all, for the Ancestral Witches, being able to leave behind a few Demon Race members at the Quasi-Saint level was also a good thing.
Very clearly, the Ancestral Witch aura that Bai Ze sensed, the other party should not be many.
But it was precisely because there were not many, who knew if other Ancestral Witches would descend? It was precisely because of this that Bai Ze did not want to stay on that battlefield.
"So that's how it is." Jimeng breathed a sigh of relief. "But Bai Ze, what do we do about Jiuying this time?"
Jiuying, who was a high-level Demon God, being killed, and also being killed by a Saint's personal disciple, was also a big deal.
"I will report this matter to the Heavenly Emperor; you don't need to worry." Bai Ze said.
"Bai Ze, then I will trouble you." Jimeng said with a chuckle.
As a Demon God, Jimeng also did not want to bear the anger of the Demon Race Heavenly Emperor.
Not to mention Bai Ze and Jimeng heading to the Heavenly Court.
Luo Fu stayed on this silent battlefield, and he was silent for a moment.
If he continued to stay on this Primordial land, he would probably face the threat of the Demon Race later, especially the threat of high-level Demon Race members like Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.
Of course, if Luo Fu returned to Kunlun, then even with the ambition of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, it would be impossible to enter Kunlun, and Luo Fu's safety could be guaranteed.
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