Chapter 677

It could be said that the small space created by Luo Hou was entirely prepared for his own resurrection.

Throughout the Primordial World, only Luo Hou had comprehended the Dao of Demon and could pierce the secrets of demonic qi.

Unfortunately, Luo Hou never imagined that Luo Fu would appear as such a variable.

Now that the location of the small space has been found, what follows is simple.

Luo Fu has gained insight into the Dao of Demon and is even more proficient in the Dao of Space; this tiny space can be shattered by Luo Fu with a mere gesture.

Shhh!

With a light step, Luo Fu's form vanished from his original spot, following the spatial ripples he sensed.

"Such dense demonic qi—Luo Hou truly prepared thoroughly for his own resurrection."

After appearing within the small space, Luo Fu immediately sensed the dense demonic qi contained within.

Though the small space was only about ten thousand li across, its entirety was formed from condensed demonic qi.

In other words, the small space itself was nothing but a colossal mass of demonic qi.

Releasing this much demonic qi would be enough to pollute the earth veins of Xi Niu He Zhou over a dozen times.

Hiding such vast quantities of demonic qi within this small space proves that Luo Hou had long since laid his own backup plans.

But now, everything here benefits Luo Fu.

Scanning the entire small space, Luo Fu's gaze quickly locked onto its center.

There, a platform formed of demonic qi stood firmly.

Upon the platform rested a throne, entirely black and radiating a terrifying, domineering aura.

To the left of the throne floated a spear, equally black, exuding an aura of annihilation and slaughter of all things.

To the right lay a lotus platform, ink-black with twelve petals.

These two items were precisely Luo Hou's famed spiritual treasures: the God-Slaying Spear and the Twelve-Petal World-Ending Black Lotus.

With a slight flicker, Luo Fu crossed thousands of li and appeared atop the platform.

After scanning the God-Slaying Spear and the Twelve-Petal World-Ending Black Lotus and confirming they were genuine, Luo Fu extended his right hand toward the Twelve-Petal World-Ending Black Lotus.

Boom!

At that moment, the entire small space suddenly trembled.

Countless demonic qi surged like boiling water, churning violently.

These churning demonic qi began to coalesce, and soon, a young man appeared within the small space—his forehead bore a black lotus mark, his eyes pitch-black, his hair wild and disheveled.

The moment he formed, the young man fixed his gaze on Luo Fu and asked directly:

"Whelp, what era is this now? Has Hongjun died?"

His tone carried an unchallengeable, domineering aura; in his eyes, Luo Fu was no more than an ant.

This young man was none other than Luo Hou.

"This is the Journey to the West era; two great eons have passed since the Ancient Primordial World. As for Hongjun, he is alive—he is now revered as the Ancestor Hongjun, governing the Heavenly Dao and ruling the entire Primordial World."

Luo Fu spoke calmly, paying no great heed to Luo Hou's tone.

He could tell the youth was merely a fragment of Luo Hou's lingering soul.

Even that was too generous—it was merely a mental phantom, formed from Luo Hou's residual consciousness lingering in the small space's demonic qi.

Such a thing could be crushed by Luo Fu with a mere gesture.

So he paid it no mind.

Yet, this mental phantom still carried Luo Hou's will.

Luo Fu still held some respect for Luo Hou.

After all, he was once a great cultivator who dared oppose the Ancestor Hongjun—some respect was due.

"He seized the Heavenly Dao? Despicable worm—the Heavenly Dao should have been mine!"

Hearing Luo Fu's words, Luo Hou's face darkened, and he growled lowly.

With his roar, the entire small space began to violently ripple.

"Hongjun, wait—I shall return, and I will reclaim everything that belongs to me."

The roar echoed again through the small space.

Clearly, Luo Hou remained bitter over that ancient battle.

Especially now that he learned Hongjun had successfully seized the Heavenly Dao and become the ruler of the Primordial World, Luo Hou's resentment burned fiercer.

Had he not lost that battle, everything Hongjun now held would be his.

Unfortunately, the world holds no "what ifs."

After venting, Luo Hou fixed his gaze once more on Luo Fu.

"Whelp, do you know who I am? Do you wish to attain the Hunyuan Dao? If so, I can help you."

These words, laced with the same seductive tone as the Western Two Saints, issued from Luo Hou's lips.

Because Luo Fu had concealed his own aura, Luo Hou perceived him as only at the Quasi-Saint layer.

For a Quasi-Saint, attaining the Hunyuan Dao was the ultimate pursuit.

Thus, Luo Hou directly tempted Luo Fu with the promise of Hunyuan Dao.

Had this been any other great cultivator of the Three Realms, even if not truly tempted, they would have feigned interest, hoping to extract secrets of Hunyuan Dao.

But Luo Fu was no ordinary cultivator—the so-called secrets of Hunyuan Dao held little appeal for him.

Therefore, Luo Fu did not react as expected; instead, he spoke calmly:

"Of course I know who you are—Luo Hou, the mighty one who once battled the Ancestor Hongjun in the Ancient Era. As for attaining Hunyuan Dao, I have no interest."

"I am Luo Hou, of the Ancient Era... you actually know who I am?"

Luo Hou did not carefully listen to Luo Fu's words.

Before Luo Fu could finish speaking, the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou, brimming with confidence, tried to beguile Luo Fu.

An ancient powerhouse, who once waged a great battle against Daoist Ancestor Hongjun.

These titles, placed before any great divine ability cultivator in the Three Realms, would surely be taken extremely seriously.

Unfortunately, Luo Fu was no ordinary great divine ability cultivator, nor was he someone who played by the rules.

The moment the words left Demon Ancestor Luo Hou's mouth, he heard Luo Fu call out his true name in one breath, and he immediately stopped speaking, looking at Luo Fu with considerable astonishment.

According to Demon Ancestor Luo Hou's expectations, after his death, Daoist Ancestor Hongjun would surely erase every trace of him.

Because what he cultivated was the Great Dao of Demons, an exceedingly sinister Great Dao.

If anyone learned his true name and deeds, they would easily be tainted by the Great Dao of Demons, and then begin to comprehend the Great Dao of Demons.

As long as someone comprehended the Great Dao of Demons to a certain degree, or enough people comprehended the Great Dao of Demons, Demon Ancestor Luo Hou might borrow these people to directly gather demonic energy and resurrect himself.