The Demonic Ancestor devoured mortal beings. The pair of crimson eyes stared fixedly at Lu Jingfeng. Whoever was stared at by him would shudder.
Lu JIngfeng was also covered in beads of cold sweat. He was a little lost at what to do.
If he stayed in the Northern Wilderness Region, he needed to face the Demonic Ancestor.
But if he left the Northern Wilderness Region, the Demonic Ancestor would cause him much more harm because then there would be no Heavenly Law's restriction.
It was an unresolvable dilemma.
Zhou Xuanji tried his best to heal himself. He looked at the crimson eyes of the Demonic Ancestor while remaining on guard against Lu Jingfeng.
All the legendary swords gathered around him. The voices of the nine souls resounded in his mind.
"Demonic Ancestor! Why is he here?"
"Did you fall asleep just now? Summoned by the Dugu brat!"