"I am the Lord of the Primordial Realm. Is there any problem with me being able to mobilize the Primordial Origin?"
Hearing Ling Yun say this...
The Demon King frowned even more deeply.
"With your origin intact, how could you possibly be the Lord of the Primordial Realm?"
"Even if you are the Lord of the Primordial Realm, you cannot mobilize the Primordial Origin."
"Unless the very essence of creation lends you its power willingly..."
"But how could the primordial source possibly trust you like that?"
"This isn't like him..."
"......"
The Demon King muttered to himself, his brows furrowed deeply.
at the same time.
A strange light flashed in Ling Yun's eyes.
From the words of the Demon King.
He could already discern quite a bit from what he heard...
It seems that the Demon King and the Primordial Origin must have known each other for a long time, and were quite familiar with each other.
Ling Yun had nothing to hide and immediately asked the question that had been bothering him.
"The King of Demons".
"From what you're saying, it seems you've known the origin of the primordial world for a long time?"
These words were spoken.
The Demon King's expression changed, becoming extremely complicated.
There was anger, resentment, and nostalgia...
The list goes on and on!
But in the end.
The Demon King's gaze returned to Ling Yun.
All the emotions in his eyes turned into coldness as he spoke.
"The matter between me and the primordial origin is not something a mere Primordial Golden Immortal should get involved in."
Ling Yun's expression also turned cold, and he said indifferently.
Since we don't see eye to eye.
"Then let's continue fighting!"
As they were talking.
Ling Yun suddenly took a step forward and pushed out with both fists.
In an instant.
The winds of change are blowing!
Two deep, dark fist imprints tore through the void and instantly descended before the Demon Emperor.
The Demon King's eyes narrowed, as if he had made up his mind...
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