That did sound a little unexpected.
When Long Chen had devoured the Soul Controlling Demon's will avatar, this guy had been enraged and was determined to kill Long Chen. But now that Long Chen was standing in front of him, he had changed his mind.
"Ever since I took control of Mo Xiaolang, I've discovered his value. Today, I see that you're even more valuable than him. Therefore, the future of the two of you is limitless. If I kill you, I'll only have one capable assistant in the future, but if I take control of you, I'll have two assistants in the future."
The Primeval Troll's voice was as cold as ice, penetrating deep into one's bones.
Long Chen's surroundings were filled with Demon Qi. He could not even see where Mo Xiaolang was. Only this Primeval Troll was looking down at him like the sky, giving him an unimaginable threat.
What the Primeval Troll meant was that Mo Xiaolang was now under his control.
But Long Chen still believed in his intuition.
"This guy has been imprisoned for thousands of years, but his ability to brag is not bad at all."
He did not know what the Origin Dragon Soul was, but he was not afraid of this Primeval Troll just by relying on the Ancestral Dragon's Essence Blood. In terms of the nobility of life, gods and demons were not really superior.
At least now, Long Chen had recovered from his initial shock. He had endless fighting spirit to face this thing in front of him.
Now that his eyes were directly facing the eyes that were like the sun, he suddenly laughed and said, "Don't mention the Primordial Demon Race. In my eyes, you are just a beast, cruel and inhuman. Although I have never seen a god, compared to the real god in my heart, people like you are just a bunch of jumping clowns. As for controlling me, come on. I hope you don't forget who devoured your will avatar last time."
Long Chen's Yuan Shen was now extremely powerful, almost on par with a god.
He had already reached the Spirit Emperor's level, and the will clone that the Ancient Great Demon had formed with great difficulty, as well as the True God Will of the Spiritual Venerable Venerable, had allowed his spiritual power to grow tremendously. Now, the Primordial Cosmic Dragon's primordial spirit was extremely powerful. If it wasn't for that, Long Chen wouldn't have been able to stand in front of the Ancient Great Demon so soberly.
That was because every word the Soul Manipulating Devil spoke, all of the giant devil power around him was controlling and invading Long Chen.
In terms of intelligence, Primeval Troll wasn't that high.
The heavens were fair. Intelligence was not something that depended on one's strength and lifespan. The Primeval Troll in front of Long Chen might not be as intelligent as the head of the Bai Family in Baiyang Town. However, in terms of strength, the Primeval Troll could probably devour ten billion worth of Bai Family's head.
That was the gap between them.
Long Chen's casual words could provoke the Primeval Troll into a rage.
How could such a creature be above all mortals? If gods and demons were all like that, then in Long Chen's eyes, they were just so-so.
The real god in his heart didn't have any emotions or desires, but he could heal the wounded and rescue the dying. He could control the fates of the people in the world, and he could give everyone faith and desire.
"Now that you dare to go against me, I bet that in an hour, you will serve me, just like all the people on the Demon Star."
Primeval Troll's roar shook the whole Demon Star. Even the people guarding outside the Demon Star could hear the dreadful tremor.
Outside, the fates and hearts of the people in the world were tightly linked to Long Chen. As time passed, countless people were praying day and night.
What Long Chen didn't expect was that in their hearts, the image of Long Chen was close to the image of the god that Long Chen imagined in his heart.
In the face of the threat of Primeval Troll, Long Chen smiled and said, "Is it a bet? I like it the most. If you can't do anything to me in an hour, then you will give up on destroying the seal of the Demon Star, and swear that from today on, you will never touch me and Mo Xiaolang again. Let me, Mo Xiaolang, and Soyeon leave the Demon Star unscathed. Do you dare?"
"Why wouldn't I dare?"
These words really made Long Chen's ears go deaf. The whole world seemed to explode. This was absolute strength. Long Chen deeply understood that even if half of this behemoth's body was still in the seal, he had no way to defeat it.
For now, it seemed that he could only drag it out like this.
Long Chen didn't believe in the Primeval Troll's bet. He wasn't Ling Huang. If he lost, he would definitely go back on his word. From the first moment he saw him, Long Chen knew that his heart was full of evil thoughts. It was a miracle that he didn't kill him immediately, but instead wanted to control him.
After the bet was made, the Primeval Troll had already launched an attack on Long Chen's spiritual world.
Long Chen looked back. His eyes passed through the endless Demon Fog and saw Mo Xiaolang. At this time, Mo Xiaolang was looking at his back, but when he met Long Chen's eyes, he turned away. It seemed that he no longer cared about Long Chen's situation.
If it had been Long Chen, when Long Chen faced such an attack, he would definitely have disregarded everything and rushed forward to fight alongside Long Chen to the end.
"Xiao Lang …"
Long Chen still believed in himself, but even so, he did not blame him in the slightest. He only understood that there must have been something difficult for him to say, which was why he was in such a state. This was the time when he needed him the most.
Let alone an hour, even if the Primeval Troll died of exhaustion, Long Chen would still persevere.
Immediately, the Primeval Troll's willpower invaded. He was born to control other living beings. His voice, his power, everything was born to control. At this time, in order to control Long Chen, he used all of his skills.
Of course, he had already used his voice and roar to control souls. They were useless, so he had to use his ultimate method, which was even more ferocious.
This was often accompanied by physical attacks.
"Chaotic Time Reversal."
In this domain that the Primeval Troll controlled, he used the Ancestral Dragon's mystique.
The Primeval Troll's strongest power was nomological power. In fact, his soul control was a kind of nomological power. This rule was that all living beings, the closer their bloodlines were to the Primeval Troll, the more they had to submit to his voice.
This was a rule that couldn't be reversed. With a roar, the entire Devil Star would be under his control.
The nomological power crushed the power of the Heavenly Dao. Any resistance was useless.
But Long Chen was different. At least, he could use the Ancestral Dragon's mystique to deal with the nomological power that wasn't too strong. At this time, he saw himself submerged in the sea of blood. His whole body tumbled in the blood waves, surrounded by a boundless world.
"Submit. From now on, you will serve the Primordial Devil Race. I, the Soul Control Devil, will grant you eternal life. I will grant you supreme glory. I will even help you to break away from your mortal form and achieve a higher life."
The Primeval Troll's roar reverberated throughout the sea of blood. Every drop of blood had the image of the Primeval Troll, resonating with his voice.
Layers upon layers of willpower attacks entered Long Chen's mental world. Within his sea of consciousness, there were tens of millions of Primordial Giant Devils. At this time, they were attacking Long Chen. Long Chen was a Void Cosmic Dragon, and he had the Chaotic Timesky Sea on both sides, which could block everything.
In the midst of his tyrannical spiritual time storm, the terrifying willpower attacks of the Primeval Troll seemed very weak. They were all shattered by his attacks.
Of course, the Primeval Troll had an endless number of tricks up his sleeves. Each trick was accompanied by the immense power of the rules, as well as many unfathomable powers. If it weren't for Long Chen's formidable willpower, he would have been defeated long ago.
In the middle of this endless sea of blood, Long Chen sat cross-legged. He clasped his hands together and closed his eyes. He allowed the Primeval Troll to use the Soul Control Rule to deal with him, but he remained indifferent. He used his powerful willpower to defend himself. He didn't move, and he wasn't disturbed.
This was the Primeval Troll's greatest mystique. But now, it had suffered greatly in front of Long Chen.
As time passed, the Primeval Troll grew more and more anxious and angry. Before he agreed to Long Chen's bet, he never imagined that Long Chen's willpower would be this strong. He was familiar with Long Chen, and he knew that even if he swallowed his will avatar, he wouldn't be this strong.
"Give up. Your Soul Control is useless against me. To think that you call yourself the Soul Control Demon. Don't you even have this bit of ability?"
Long Chen sneered. He knew that this guy couldn't take the provocation.
Indeed, the Primeval Troll was anxious. He refused to admit defeat and roared, "Impossible. You couldn't have reached your current level just by swallowing my will avatar. Don't tell me you've swallowed the will avatars of other deities?"
Long Chen smiled without batting an eyelid. There was no fear in his heart at all. This was the expression that the Primeval Troll wanted to see the most. But Long Chen still said bluntly, "Unfortunately, an hour has passed, but you haven't succeeded. It seems that you were just a little bit away. Just that little bit. But as a man, you have to keep your promise, right?"
The Primeval Troll fell silent.
The boiling demonic aura in the surroundings seemed to have quietened down as well. It was as if the Primeval Troll had really admitted defeat. But Long Chen understood him. He would definitely not let this go. The so-called promise was not important to him at all.
"What do you mean as a man? Only lowly creatures, mortals, have gender. We gods and demons don't have gender at all. This kind of lowly attribute is completely useless. Moreover, did I make a promise to you? At least on this Demon Star, no one else knows about it."
The voice of the Primeval Troll appeared next to his ear this time. It said sinisterly.
As expected.
"Say it. What do you want? Do you want to kill me or not?"
Long Chen asked straightforwardly.