Chapter 408

"Luo Hou, the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou." Luo Fu's pupils glowed faintly as he smiled lightly.

"You know me." The Demon Ancestor Luo Hou was taken aback; he hadn't expected this being to recognize him.

"So it's true." Luo Fu shook his head. "You wish to understand the Master God Space—but you've met me."

"Though I don't know who you are, you know me, so you must know my power." The Demon Ancestor Luo Hou's eyes flickered. "As a Great Luo Jinxian, you mean nothing in my world. I believe you have your own choices."

"Have my own choices." Luo Fu laughed, gazing at the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou with a strange look.

"I don't know which era of Demon Ancestor Luo Hou you are, but to threaten me, your strength is insufficient."

"Insufficient." The Demon Ancestor Luo Hou's gaze turned cold. "You must understand—you're merely a Great Luo Jinxian."

"Great Luo Jinxian?" Luo Fu smiled. "Demon Ancestor Luo Hou, even as a Great Luo Jinxian, I am more than enough to slay you."

"You..." Luo Hou's face darkened.

To some extent.

The current Luo Hou's strength truly isn't strong enough.

This is because Luo Hou could never entrust most of his true spirit to this stranger in the Master God Space.

Thus, even if this portion of his true spirit perished in crisis, his true body would remain untouched.

For Luo Hou, this was basic prudence.

But now, such prudence made facing this enemy quite problematic.

"Youngster, know this—if you kill me, I will find you," Luo Hou said gravely. "Then I will make you beg for life but never die, beg for death but never perish."

At this moment, the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou issued a threat to Luo Fu.

Yet such a threat had no effect whatsoever on Luo Fu.

For Luo Fu,

If the one before him were Luo Hou's true body, it might have piqued his interest.

As the Demon Ancestor, Luo Hou, like the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, was also a primordial demonic god reborn.

Thus, Luo Hou should possess related legacies—at least, they might still hold some value for the current Luo Hou.

But a mere fragment of true spirit? To Luo Fu, its effect would be negligible.

"You're threatening me," Luo Fu smiled.

"You may think so," Luo Hou said gravely.

As a reborn primordial demonic god, Luo Hou had his own pride.

How could Luo Hou beg for mercy before this youngster?

"Very well. Then die." Luo Fu's eyes turned cold; terrifying power surged from his body, transforming into brilliant divine light.

Countless beings emerged from the divine light.

The Three Clans—Long Feng, Beginning Qilin—could all be seen; even Luo Hou spotted forces and energies he recognized.

"Hongjun's legacy power." Luo Hou's expression changed. "Are you Hongjun's disciple?"

"If you get the chance, you'll find out." Luo Fu's expression remained calm; terrifying power instantly drowned the Dao-robed youth.

For this Dao-robed youth of the Master God Space, even in death, he never knew how he died.

To some extent, this was a kind of fortune for the Dao-robed youth.

For this powerful being of the Master God Space,

He had originally believed gaining Luo Hou's power was a stroke of fortune—but had he not met Luo Fu, it would have become a tragedy in the future.

One could only say Luo Fu's arrival hastened his tragedy.

"That power fluctuation," Luo Fu stared at the spot where the deceased Master God Space warrior had been, suddenly sensing an inexplicable ripple.

The ripple seemed ready to vanish into this universe.

For some Peak Holy experts, this ripple might be imperceptible—but for Luo Fu, sensing it was effortless.

After all, Luo Fu possessed Great Dao-level comprehension.

For Luo Fu, completing this mission was secondary.

With his current strength, acquiring celestial treasures useful for his cultivation from the chat group's Shangcheng was extremely difficult.

One could only say Luo Fu's strength was too great.

Such immense strength meant only rare celestial treasures could enhance Luo Fu's power.

And rare celestial treasures in the Shangcheng required nearly astronomical points.

Remember, as group master, Luo Fu needed only one-tenth the points ordinary members required.

Even so, the Shangcheng still held almost nothing useful for Luo Fu.

Thus, for Luo Fu, points were merely incidental.

After all, accumulated over time, the points he gained would become astronomical.

But regardless,

His primary goal was curiosity about the Master God Space.

"Let me see the power of the Master God Space," Luo Fu's pupils glowed; myriad Great Dao runes appeared within them.

Yin-Yang Dao, Comprehension Dao, Creation Dao, Time Dao...

As these Daos emerged, a fragment of Luo Fu's true spirit split from his soul.

He drifted along the ripple of the Master God Space's power, ascending toward its source, as if crossing countless worlds.

Under such circumstances,

Even a Hunyuan Great Luo expert would likely be powerless.

But Luo Fu, within mere moments, used his Great Dao-level comprehension to perceive the mystery of the Master God Space's power.

By absorbing the Master God Space's profundity and combining it with his own Great Dao accumulation, Luo Fu achieved what not even a Hunyuan Great Luo could accomplish.

No one knew how much time had passed.

Luo Fu's faint true spirit finally passed through countless worlds and entered a mysterious place.

In this mysterious place, countless great Dao principles had condensed, and the power here made Luo Fu himself tremble with awe.

For even the Heavenly Dao had never given him this feeling.

"Could this be the true core of the Godspace?" Luo Fu's consciousness spread outward in all directions, hiding his presence, trying his best not to be detected by anything here.

If Luo Fu had only been a Heavenly Dao-level comprehension, he would not have dared do this.

But now, with Great Dao-level comprehension, Luo Fu could barely attempt it.

The composition of the Great Dao-level power here.

With Luo Fu's current comprehension, he could still grasp a little of it.

"Godspace connects the Heavens and Myriad Worlds."

As Luo Fu's true spirit spread outward in all directions, he seemed to see Godspace as a supreme, towering presence.

Through many strange Dao principles, it connected to countless worlds.

Some worlds were not very powerful, but others were extremely powerful.

Just like the Godspace warrior Luo Fu had just killed—they must have entered powerful worlds under Godspace's missions.

That might be another Primordial World, who knows.

With the appearance of the Journey to the West World in the chat group, Luo Fu no longer believed his own Primordial World was the supreme Primordial World.

Anyway, for Luo Fu,

the most important thing was still to enhance his own strength.

"Connecting the Heavens and Myriad Worlds, forcing countless beings to constantly complete missions and strengthen themselves—what is Godspace's true purpose?" Luo Fu's faint true spirit fell into deep thought.

One could only say that Godspace's actions seemed to offer no return.

Of course, Luo Fu would never believe Godspace acted without return—it must have some hidden scheme.

Moments later.

Hidden deep within Godspace's power, Luo Fu was indeed slightly stunned.

For he discovered that Godspace operated like a mechanical system, lacking even basic intelligence.

Or rather, comparing it to something, Godspace was like an alternate version of the Heavenly Dao.

It was a form of operation belonging to Godspace's own Heavenly Dao.

"If so, this might be the residual power left behind by a Great Dao-level cultivator," Luo Fu's eyes gleamed faintly as he scanned everything around him, revealing an inscrutable smile.

"Perhaps I could say—I am going to seize and absorb the mystery of this Godspace."

At this moment, Luo Fu's eyes burned with heat and ambition.

It was foreseeable.