The Demon Ancestor was so infuriated by Lin Fan that he was about to explode on the spot.
This man had kidnapped his son, sold him in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, only for him to fall into the hands of Long Shangpo's granddaughter, lose his cultivation, and become a mere mortal—a complete joke.
Now, who in the cultivation world doesn't know that the Demon Ancestor's son was...
How humiliating!
"Demon Ancestor, don't look at me like that. I'm just stating the facts, not making baseless accusations."
Lin Fan wasn't afraid of the Demon Ancestor.
Back when he was weaker, he wasn't afraid, and now that his strength had skyrocketed, he didn't even bother to take the other party seriously.
"You little brat, utterly lawless and reckless! Do you truly believe the Taiwu Immortal Sect can shield you?" The Demon Ancestor's voice grew colder. After all, there wasn't a single Demon Expert who was soft-hearted.
Lin Fan was literally dancing on his head.
