"Primordial King..."
Elder Brother Chen's heart trembled, hardly believing that the young man in front of him, who was damaging ancient books with a dog at the foot of Li Hen Mountain, was actually the notorious Primordial King, Zhou Dao!?
"Oh my God, he is the Primordial King!?" Elder Brother Chen felt his legs go weak.
In today's world, every cultivator had probably heard of the title of Primordial King.
Especially the disciples of the Six Great Taoist Sects, who had heard all sorts of rumors that demonized the name of the Primordial King.
According to Elder Brother Chen, this man had even consumed strong practitioners of Taoism.
Just now, he had actually shown off in front of such a great Devil King, and within the Six Great Taoist Sects, likely he alone had such audacity.
"Primordial King... how did he arrive so silently?" Elder Brother Chen felt anxious and uneasy.