The wolf demon's eyes flickered, impossible to tell what it was thinking.
Red Cloud Zen Master wore a compassionate expression, and the prayer beads in his hand turned a little faster.
The tiger demon had the most fiery temper and could not wait to ask, "How could the likes of us meddle in a struggle of such magnitude? Does the Dragon King have a way to avoid this calamity?"
"Of course I do."
Ao Xuan's gaze paused on Zhou Yi. Only this newly ascended Mountain God had mana that was excessively upright and harmonious, making his background impossible to fathom.
Orthodox Mystic School cultivators were far too rare among wild gods!
"How vast is the Eastern Divine Continent? Even Void Return Realm Human Immortals cannot be called invincible. Whether it is my ancestor, the Shangshui True Dragon, or Red Cloud Zen Master's patriarch, the Black Heaven Arhat, neither fears the Great Heng Grandfather!"
"And that is only within Azure Cloud Prefecture. Among the sixteen prefectures of Great Heng, how many Mountain Gods and River Lords have ties as tangled as silk with Void Return Realm patriarchs?"
"The accounts cannot be calculated clearly. No matter how powerful Great Heng is, it would not dare cut itself off from the Eastern Divine Continent!"
"Then do we still need to fear the imperial court?"
The tiger demon gulped down wine and said, "Why not invite the True Dragon and Arhat to Great Heng, slaughter our way into the capital together, seize that bird's throne, and let Fellow Daoist Ao become Emperor while the Zen Master becomes Imperial Preceptor?"
"Amitabha."
For a moment, Red Cloud Zen Master could not tell whether the tiger demon was truly foolish or merely pretending. He uttered a Buddhist invocation and said, "We juniors must not rashly discuss Void