"Ten Thousand Flood Dragon Fellow Daoist, please explain this matter clearly. Baoshe and Bingpo—you truly invited them to our Spirit World?"
Although a thin mist shrouded the area around her face, making Fairy Yutong's expression somewhat indistinct, her tone alone made it clear that she was genuinely angry at this moment.
Baoshe and Bingpo were True Devil Progenitors. How could the Ten Thousand Flood Dragon King make such a decision on his own? Inviting them to the Spirit World was no different from playing with fire.
Although he was one of the Three Great Demon Kings, doing this was far too unreasonable.
"Hmph, you sour scholar's information is truly astonishingly well-informed."
The Ten Thousand Flood Dragon King turned his head and shot Guhongzi an unfriendly look. Though the other party was not actually here, even separated by tens of millions of li, he could probably still feel the hostility contained in that glance.
"This old man naturally had his reasons for doing so. Do you think I don't know of the agreement the True Devil Progenitors made with us a million years ago? The reason I invited Baoshe and Bingpo was for..."
When he reached this point, his voice grew lower and lower, until in the end only his lips could be seen moving slightly, without the slightest sound being heard. Clearly, the Ten Thousand Flood Dragon King had used a secret voice-transmission technique.
Li Yutong had originally worn a look of indignation, but after listening, her expression actually eased somewhat.
She turned her head in astonishment. "Is that truly the case?"
"Correct. This matter requires Baoshe and Bingpo's assistance, and once it is accomplished, it will be of great benefit to both you and me. Otherwise, with this old man's temperament, why would I need to take such a