Chapter 269

How could he possibly harm the other so easily?

Boom—

Terrifying red light directly swallowed Luo Fu, striking the Primordial World and unleashing a deafening roar; the land shook like a catastrophic earthquake, cracking and rolling like colossal dragons.

But seeing the ancient tree of the supreme spiritual root remained untouched, Jiuying nodded in satisfaction—his control over power had indeed improved.

After killing that pretentious lifeform, this primordial spiritual root would be his.

As for why that lifeform ignored him—whether he had some hidden card or immense power—Jiuying felt no concern.

The opponent's strength was merely Taiyi Jin Xian; that much Jiuying could confirm.

No matter what hidden cards the opponent possessed, they would be useless against the absolute gap in power.

"Kid, playing at mystery? I thought you had some real strength?" Jiuying stared at the spot where Luo Fu had stood—now empty. Clearly, the opponent had been reduced to ash by his earlier attack.

This was Jiuying's current understanding.

"Playing at mystery? Who were you just talking about?" A faint voice echoed, startling Jiuying—he had sensed no presence in that direction.

Jiuying's gaze turned toward the sound's origin, where a figure stood unmistakably—the very lifeform who had ignored him moments before.

"You're still alive?" Jiuying's eyes held a flicker of surprise.

Jiuying had unleashed his Great Luo Dao power and was certain the opponent was dead.

Yet now, he saw the opponent had evaded his attack.

This proved the lifeform's escape speed was top-tier—otherwise, it could not have avoided his strike.

The overall power tier of Great Luo Dao far surpassed that of Taiyi Jin Xian.

It was a complete divide between two different levels.

"So you really hope I'm dead?" Luo Fu smiled at Jiuying.

"Hand over this primordial spiritual root, and I'll let you go," Jiuying studied Luo Fu deeply.

Seeing Luo Fu's calm demeanor, Jiuying felt a flicker of wariness.

Though the opponent was Taiyi Jin Xian, Jiuying had not held back—he had fully unleashed his Great Luo Dao power.

This Taiyi Jin Xian should have sensed it.

Yet the opponent's expression showed no concern for his own safety.

Precisely because of this, Jiuying's anger slightly subsided, and a trace of wariness toward Luo Fu arose.

As for whether Luo Fu was merely pretending.

Jiuying had considered this too—but better to believe it possible than to ignore it, especially given his worries about the Wu Clan's situation, which led him to speak these words.

"Hand over the primordial spiritual root?" Luo Fu smiled. "Are you referring to this primordial spiritual root—the Five-Needle Pine?"

As he spoke, Luo Fu's palm extended slightly toward the Five-Needle Pine, and instantly, the tree transformed into a beam of light and landed in his hand.

There, suspended above Luo Fu's palm, spun a tiny, revolving ancient tree, its branches bearing fruit—each a miniature version of the Five-Needle Pine.

The fact that the Five-Needle Pine had shrunk and settled in Luo Fu's hand meant only one thing: it had already been subjugated by him.

"Subjugated?" Seeing the Five-Needle Pine in Luo Fu's hand, the demon god Jiuying's expression darkened. Though he didn't know how long it took to subjugate a supreme spiritual root, this human's speed was too fast—between the spiritual light's emergence and his arrival, barely any time had passed.

"Of course—he must have subjugated it long ago, merely hiding it until now. When the spiritual root struggled, it released that power, which is how I detected it."

In an instant, Jiuying's mind conjured this answer.

Perhaps this answer was the true truth.

As for subjugating this supreme spiritual root in such a brief time, the demon god Jiuying did not believe it.

Though he lacked a supreme spiritual root himself, subjugating even decent spiritual roots required time—so subjugating a supreme one would take far longer.

"Correct," the demon god Jiuying said grimly. "Hand me the spiritual root. I'll spare your life."

"Compared to your life, the primordial spiritual root in your hand means nothing, doesn't it?"

"Ha…" Luo Fu chuckled at Jiuying's threat. "What if I say no? You want to kill me?"

"No…" Jiuying's eyes twisted with malice.

As a demon god, his words just now were already generous.

Normally, Jiuying the demon god dealt with other lifeforms with utter brutality—before this unfamiliar lifeform, he had already restrained himself greatly.

This restraint stemmed from Luo Fu's calm demeanor, which made the demon god think twice.

But that didn't mean Luo Fu could speak to him so recklessly.

Regardless, from the aura radiating from this lifeform, he was clearly nothing but a Taiyi Jin Xian.

"Kid, you don't even know who I am. I am Jiuying, the demon god of the demon race. Even if you're a disciple of a sage, you wouldn't dare oppose the entire demon race, would you?" Jiuying spoke coldly.

A sage's disciple—that was Jiuying's guess about Luo Fu.

Only a sage's disciple could display such indifference toward him.

But so what if he was a sage's disciple? Before the demon race's Ye Tiandi, even sages dared not act.

Because the Dao-Heaven sages had not demonstrated absolute power in the Primordial World, both the demon and Wu clans feared them—but did not believe they could act recklessly.

Otherwise, the Primordial World would be ruled by sages, not by our two clans.

"Oppose the entire demon race?" Luo Fu smiled. "Jiuying, demon god—I don't believe a mere Great Luo Dao like you can represent the demon race. Only Ye Tiandi and Dong Huang Taiyi might have such authority."

"Kid, you're too arrogant," Jiuying snarled. "Who do you think you are? Just a Taiyi Jin Xian. Today, I'll teach you—background means nothing; true power is the only truth."

"Background?" Luo Fu looked at Jiuying. "Jiuying, demon god—just now, it was you who threatened me with the demon race. Who's really using background?"

"You—" Jiuying fell silent. He had been the one threatening—this struck home. His face flushed with anger. "Kid, you really won't hand me the primordial spiritual root?"

At this moment, Jiuying's gaze turned icy and sinister—he had no time to waste.

Aside from Luo Fu's matter, he was also worried about his earlier attack on the Wu Clan—if the Zu Wu arrived to confront him, Jiuying would be in grave danger.

So here, he couldn't afford to waste time—he no longer wished to waste words with Luo Fu.

"Jiuying, demon god—if a Dao-Heaven sage had come to plead for this, I might consider it. But you?" Luo Fu's gaze remained utterly calm.

Hearing this, the Demon God Jiuying burst into a bitter laugh. "Good, very good. I never expected to meet such an arrogant being today."

Exactly.

In the heart of the Demon God Jiuying, Luo Fu was the very embodiment of arrogance.

The Heavenly Dao Sage begged him—this man, who does he think he is? Is he a Heavenly Dao Sage? Or Ancestor Hongjun, to speak such grandiose words?

At this moment, all fear Jiuying had toward Luo Fu vanished. In Jiuying's eyes, this primordial being must have lost his mind—hence his earlier behavior—not because he held any hidden trump card.

"Then I shall waste no more words. Die." The Demon God Jiuying's pupils emitted a sliver of bloodlight; his figure turned into a crimson streak and vanished before Luo Fu's eyes in an instant.

He reappeared instantly before Luo Fu.

His hand, charged with Great Luo power, shot out to grasp Luo Fu.

Luo Fu had evaded Jiuying's previous attack; thus, in Jiuying's eyes, this being must possess some means to achieve such a feat.

Now, he closed in for melee combat, stripping away the opponent's advantages to their utmost limit.

Moreover, the Demon God Jiuying had great confidence in his own physical form.

Outside the non-human Wu clan, few primordial beings on the Primordial Earth surpassed the Yao race's physical strength.

Facing the surge of Great Luo Jinxian power from the Demon God Jiuying, Luo Fu's pupils grew profoundly deep. This Demon God dared to close in and fight him directly.

To some extent, Luo Fu's current physical cultivation base had outpaced his spiritual power cultivation base.

The Eternal Chaos Body had pushed his physical form to an extreme terror.

With just one step away, Luo Fu could break through first with his body, reaching the level of Great Luo Jinxian.

With his current physical cultivation base, even the most talented Tai Yi Jin Xian Wu clan warriors could not compare.

Those Wu clan merely relied on bloodline to grow their physical forms; Luo Fu, however, elevated his body by smelting countless Dao principles into it.

This situation was like that of the Primordial Chaos Demons, whose innate physical forms carried the power of Dao.

In the Chaos Era, many Demons enhanced themselves by devouring others to absorb their Dao powers—relying on consumption to grow stronger.

Now, Luo Fu walked a different path.

By continuously smelting the Three Thousand Dao principles, Luo Fu had become the first-ever physical powerhouse to gather the power of countless Dao principles.

"Demon God Jiuying, your choice has been wrong." As Jiuying drew near, Luo Fu's body suddenly radiated countless Dao runes, his flesh blazing with brilliant radiance.

"Boom—"

He punched out—the earth trembled, the heavens shattered.