The living beings on their own territory, if they did not worship them, were naturally going to be eliminated.
They felt that they could completely control the lives of all the beings in their own territory.
Although Suiren was a Supreme Level strong, after all, he was just one person.
Just a Suiren, they were not afraid of him.
If someone truly dared to make a move against them, the Primordial Gods and Demons wouldn’t mind joining forces to eliminate a Supreme Level strong first.
Out of disdain for the living beings of later generations, they simply did not believe that Suiren, a mere human of the Supreme Level, posed any threat.
Even though he had reached the Supreme Level, the Primordial Gods and Demons also believed he must be the weakest among the Supreme Level strong.
After all, the Human Race is inherently frail, a fact that cannot be changed by anyone.
Even as a Supreme Level strong, he would definitely be the weakest, without exception.
This was a wishful thinking on the part of the Gods and Demons.
Of course, there were resistances from the living beings of later generations, but they were brutally suppressed.
Some Immortals of The World also joined the resistance.
Almost every day, battles erupted.
Where there was oppression, there was resistance, so it went.
As Sun Wukong passed through a territory, an Ancient God appeared, tiger-headed and human-bodied, glaring fiercely at Sun Wukong and roared, "Get lost, this is my territory."
Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes and stared at the Ancient God, coldly saying, "I’m just passing by, not looking for trouble, you Ancient Gods are being a bit too domineering."
Upon hearing Sun Wukong’s words, the Ancient God gave a cold laugh, with a face full of disdain.
"So what if I’m domineering? You Immortals of later generations are nothing but ants in our eyes, killing you is as easy as squishing an ant," said the Ancient God with a tiger head.
He looked down on everything, a demeanor that belittled the world.
But in reality, he was just a Celestial Immortal.
In the Primordial era, his strength was just that of a lackey.
Now, in the Three Realms, after defeating a few Immortals of The World, this Ancient God with a tiger head finally started to get arrogant, thinking that none of the immortals under heaven could match him.
Except for the Primordial Gods and Demons, he looked down on any Immortals of The World.
He even thought about making a move against Suiren, believing that a few more of his kind could take down Suiren.
Sun Wukong’s gaze turned cold, if all the Primordial Gods and Demons were of this ilk, then exterminating them all would suffice, not sparing a single one.
He didn’t bother with words, a hand lashing out carrying formidable power, enveloping the tiger-headed Ancient God within it.
"What?" The Ancient God changed color, suddenly having a bad premonition.
This terrifying power implied he had met his match.
He didn’t even get a chance to beg for mercy; the tiger-headed Ancient God was directly annihilated by Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong dusted off his hands, his face cold.
As the tiger-headed Ancient God was killed, a group of Immortals rushed out, surrounding Sun Wukong.
"Big brother, how is he? Very formidable, we can’t let him leave today."
"Indeed, we must keep him here, killing the tiger-headed strong god, we cannot let him go."
"Don’t worry, no one today can take him away," they said confidently.
The most powerful among this group of Immortals were merely newly minted Celestial Immortals, mostly composed of Earth Immortals and Human Immortals; standing in front of Sun Wukong, they all were flexing their muscles eagerly.
Sun Wukong could see that these were all living beings of later generations, not Ancient Gods from the Primordial era.
They had surrounded him, was this an attempt to besiege him?
A faint smile appeared on Sun Wukong’s face, they were far too confident, not realizing who they were about to confront.
"You want to keep me here?"
Sun Wukong said coldly, his gaze somewhat icy.
"That’s right, you are not leaving here today," the Celestial Immortal retorted ferociously.
"Because of that Ancient God."
"Indeed, because you killed that tiger-headed Ancient God."
Sun Wukong’s gaze grew colder, these later generation Immortals actually dared to associate with that Ancient God, judging by their demeanor, they seemed quite loyal to him.
This infuriated Sun Wukong even more, making his mood sour further.
Since they were seeking death, he would oblige them.
Thinking this, Sun Wukong was about to make his move.
A gleam of cold light flashed through his eyes, Sun Wukong was about to strike, directly crushing these people.
Just then, the Celestial Immortal immediately knelt down in front of Sun Wukong.
Following his motion, the other Immortals also knelt down.
Sun Wukong was slightly stunned, instantly retracting the blow he was about to deliver.
He stared at those people, frowned, and asked, "What is this all about?"
Sun Wukong was genuinely puzzled.
Weren’t they about to fight him? Why were they suddenly kneeling before him?
Could it be that they realized his intent to kill, and that’s why they suddenly became fearful, kneeling before him?
But that didn’t make sense; he had already revealed his murderous intent by killing the tiger-headed Ancient God, these Immortals couldn’t possibly have realized it just now.
The Celestial Immortal said excitedly, "Please take us in, Great Immortal, we wish to follow you."
Sun Wukong frowned, responding coldly, "Weren’t you followers of that tiger-headed Ancient God? I killed your master, yet you come to follow me, doesn’t that seem a bit illogical?"
Hearing Sun Wukong’s words, the Celestial Immortal was taken aback, then couldn’t help but become somewhat angry, saying, "We admire the Great Immortal for killing that tiger-headed Ancient God, how can you insult us? We are sworn enemies of that tiger-headed Ancient God, earnestly desiring his death; how could we ever serve under him, become his subordinates? If I weren’t inferior to you, Great Immortal, I would teach you a lesson, making you watch your words."