Giant Bamboo Marquis's Conditions

In the great hall, April, May, and Round Moon were all grave.

The people from the lower realm had come up.

The current Beast Emperor of the Iron Eater Race had personally ascended to persuade them, and had even already taken part in the war in the lower realm. The news had yet to spread; once it did, experts from all races would likely have long since come knocking to pick a fight.

September had also taken part in the war to destroy the Dragon Race.

At this moment, several Iron-Eating Beasts were all thinking—thinking about the future, thinking about what path to take next.

With the slightest misstep, the race now stood on the brink of extermination.

Just then, the great bamboo stalk in Su Yu's hand trembled slightly, and a faint wisp of Willpower spilled out.

"Got him!"

General Wen Qi had been captured.

There had been little commotion; Su Yu had not even sensed it.

Naturally. Could a newly advanced fifth- or sixth-tier Dao Integration expert possibly escape the hands of Lan Tian and the others?

April sensed that fluctuation and looked at Su Yu again, a gleam appearing in his eyes. He said, "Little friend, you seem quite young. Are you a newly risen powerhouse of our race?"

Su Yu smiled. "Senior April, roughly how long before Giant Bamboo Marquis returns?"

He did not answer the question.

With some gravity in his expression, April looked at Su Yu once more. "Origin of Dao Land is still some distance from here. Upon receiving the message, if Giant Bamboo Marquis has no other business, he can return within a day."

Even a Heavenly King-tier powerhouse needed roughly a day. Clearly, it was indeed far away.

Su Yu nodded slightly and smiled. "Then we can discuss these matters once