At Mount Buzhou, Luohou sat cross-legged inside his thatched cottage, gazing in the direction of Mount Sumeru.
Ancestor Demon Cangtian had suppressed his anger, which brought Luohou no small amount of comfort. If a Heavenly Dao could not even suppress that little bit of temper, its future achievements would be quite limited.
One had to bear in mind just how desperately the Heavenly Dao of Honghuang wanted to strike Luohou down, yet what had been the result?
Chapter 394