Ancestor Luohou called off his demon scions. The Three Pure Ones exchanged a knowing smile. This Luohou was quite an interesting character; he knew there were figures in the city whom he could not afford to provoke. As a cultivator at the Sixth Realm of the Great Dao, Luohou naturally understood the backing of the three junior members of the Three Pure Ones. Yet, seeing them make breakthroughs right in front of him, Luohou himself was taken aback.
"You three little fellows fought my demon clan to the death, and yet you leave your safety in my hands while breaking through? Are your heads filled with water, or did a door slam into your brains? Seriously? If it weren't for the three senior members of the Three Pure Ones, I would have already snuffed out the three of you little brutes who aren't even ten thousand years old! You want to break through? In your dreams!"
Unfazed, the three junior members of the Three Pure Ones smiled. One of them said, "Luohou, don't be stubborn. If it really comes to blows, you might not be able to get away unscathed. Though we are under ten thousand years old, our potential is boundless. Making our breakthrough here today is also based on our trust that you won't kick us while we're down. After all, your demon clan still cares about saving face."
Chapter 141