Eyeright Progenitor

"This old man is strong." Jin Rou couldn't help but mutter under his breath. Thoughbhe already expected that this existence was strong, he was still surprised nevertheless.

Just imagine, an immortal progenitor being capable of rendering Jin Rou, a zenith god, on defensive? Surely, the power of darkness was amazing.

The old man suddenly stopped his attacks and looked at Jin Rou. He smiled and said, "Daoist Friend, what's the matter? Why aren't you attacking me?"

This statement had full marks of mockery. Though the voice was calm and amiable, one could feel the insult in his words.

"It seems like taking the offensive makes you quite arrogant." Jin Rou chuckled.

"Arrogant? That's not the right word for that, Daoist Friend." The old man shook his head and said, "I am just confident of my capabilities. I, Eyeright Progenitor, has always been."