Suddenly, several figures appeared, casting the area outside the Wanxiang Pavilion into dead silence.
Liu Shiqian and Elder Chi Yang stood in silence, desperately trying to hide their shock, but their pupils instinctively constricted.
The two of them actually couldn’t see through the beings shrouded in dark gold robes, couldn’t determine how strong they were, or how profound their Boundaries were.
But just from the momentum alone, it seemed as if it was they who were besieging the Dragon Palace!
"Elder Liu, who exactly are these people?" Elder Chi Yang gulped down his saliva and couldn’t help but ask through a Dao Plate transmission.
Liu Shiqian slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and admitted, "I don’t know."
To tell the truth, besides the fact that he had joined one more He Dao Bao Di than Chi Yang, he knew very little about the Wanxiang Pavilion.
But such a scene had truly gone beyond what they could interfere with, even though he had just reached the early stages of the Earth Realm.
Regardless, since Sect Master Shen had reassured him to come here, it couldn’t possibly be to harm him.
Many Water Demons of the Dragon Palace were somewhat baffled by the current situation.
Following Prince Four on patrol, no matter where they went, regardless of whether the other party was a powerful Immortal Sect or Demon Race, who wasn’t courteous and fawning over them?
But today, it seemed they’d encountered a tough nut, something prickly to handle.
The two Great Demons close to Qi Zhaoping, their faces gradually becoming odd, felt more and more that the scene before them was reminiscent of their previous visit.
They couldn’t help but mutter in their hearts.
Could it be that after helping repair the floor tiles last time, they would have to fix the Sect Protection Array today before leaving?
What was initially just a complaint, but the next moment, the words they heard made the expressions on the faces of the two Great Demons even more intensely strange.
Qi Zhaoyang casually sheathed his sword, as if nothing had happened just now, and did not mention entering the Wanxiang Pavilion at all.
As a powerful prince of the Western Dragon Palace and possessing cultivation that could compare to the Heaven Realm, he could manage ninety-nine percent of Western Hong’s affairs with ease, but not with another Heaven Realm power... or perhaps two.
Qi Zhaoyang also pointed at Ke Shisan, and upon hearing this, his face fell in an instant.
When he came out, he talked about teaching these people a lesson, but in the end, it was really just a talk?
He clenched his fist with frustration, withdrew his fingertip, and reluctantly let his right arm fall.
If even Brother Four found the trouble daunting, Qi Zhaoping dared not say more.
It was clear that his assessment was wrong; the so-called Ten Thousand Demon Hall’s strength might have already exceeded his imagination.
Elder Chi Yang quietly breathed a sigh of relief, then curiously peered ahead.
Somehow, he felt much more upright.
To be able to force a Heaven Realm Dragon Demon, a prince of the Western Dragon Palace, to bow down, though it had nothing to do with him, witnessing it was exciting.
What a pity, if not for that matter with the Immortal, the Seven Sons of Southern Hong probably could have also bullied the Southern Dragon Palace .
He decided to persuade Elder Liu after this was over; it would be better to follow him to Southern Hong.
He Dao Bao Di might be alluring, but these treacherous dragons were not good to deal with; losing so much face today, they couldn’t guarantee there wouldn’t be a grudge later.
Just then, Elder Chi Yang noticed Liu Shiqian’s silhouette trembling slightly.
"Since your hall is new here, our Western Palace has not yet set up a banquet to welcome you. When the Hall Masters can spare some time, I will definitely lay out a feast, and if your superiors are willing to come forward, I can even invite my father the King to the banquet. We can all sit down and talk about the affairs of Western Hong," said Qi Zhaoyang, composed and calm, his face showing no hint of embarrassment.
Being able to extricate himself from the succession struggles and sit peacefully in the prince’s hall, he certainly did not lack presence of mind.
After all, it’s hard to hit a smiling face.
And they were all strong enough to have reached the Heaven Realm, where life is cherished, and death matches are not taken lightly.
If the Ten Thousand Demon Hall truly had enough confidence, why wouldn’t they dare to sit down and chat face to face? It was just a matter of territory and resources, all of which could be negotiated. There was no need to tear each other’s faces apart.
Wu Jun lowered his head and fiddled with his fingernails, and suddenly, a sarcastic chuckle came from beneath the dark gold robe, "Ha."
He aimlessly flicked away some non-existent mud, raised his head, and said in a hoarse voice, "Your old geezer of a father, jaunt with my master at the same table? Is your head filled with water?"
Before the echo faded, all the demons present turned pale with fright, speechless with horror.
They couldn’t comprehend how anyone in Western Hong’s waters and lands dared to speak so insolently about the old Dragon King.
Just what was the identity of the master mentioned by the other party?
Could it be that the Ten Thousand Demon Hall was nurtured by the great immortal Hongze? Otherwise, how could they be so outrageously incomprehensible?
Elder Chi Yang also understood why Liu Shiqian was trembling—it was because he was already mobilizing the aura of He Dao Bao Di, preparing for action.
Qi Zhaoyang hadn’t expected such a response, and his face twitched.
Despite his temperament, he was provoked to the point of anger by such blatant contempt.
However, he didn’t get a chance to react.
The plump figure suddenly stomped on the palanquin, shattering it instantly and sending Qi Zhaoping falling towards the ground, catching only a bridle of the dragon in time.
Under that terrifying force, the massive Black-backed Jiao howled as it was dragged down, its mouth corner torn open.