His expression was incomparably tense, terrified.
"Do you have a serious illness?" Shenxi Xingtian asked speechlessly.
The moment his words fell, the communication stone beside Meng Ying finally lit up. The two figures within the communication stone had somehow become youths covered in wounds, slightly hunched over and looking utterly wretched.
"What trick are you two playing this time?" Shenxi Xingtian asked.
"Don't tell me you didn't know they have two Infinitum-class astralships?!" The instant Meng Ying saw him, their voices turned ice-cold. Shenxi Xingtian could tell that something was very wrong with them. Fury, unwillingness, agitation, and every other emotion were written all over their faces.
"Two? How is that possible?!"
"That Nine-Dragon astralship became Infinitum-class! Li Tianming's ship!" The two Meng Ying Realm Kings snarled at the same time.
"Impossible! Are you two joking? We know each other inside and out. If you two merely want more of those treasures, we can discuss it properly. There's no need to joke around."
That was Shenxi Xingtian's first reaction.
Hearing this, Meng Ying laughed as though they were having convulsions.
They spoke in unison, their faces full of mockery. "At a time like this, you still doubt us? Let us tell you the truth: our Demon Infants was damaged so badly that it will take more than a decade to repair. We've already fled the battlefield. That Nine-Dragon ship is definitely heading your way now. If you don't leave, no one may be able to kill you, but your Dark Demon will be impossible to keep!"
Shenxi Xingtian froze on the spot.
He believed that figures like Meng Ying would not make such a joke.
But... how could that be possible?!
His expression did not surprise Meng Ying in the slightest. When the Nine-Dragon Imperial Tomb had returned to the