Only then did they realize how different Li Xinghe was from everyone else in the Primordial World.
They were ancient monsters who had lived for countless years. In their eyes, only interests mattered.
Given enough to gain, even enemies could become friends.
But Li Xinghe was different. He had never forgotten the destruction of the Pangu Clan. Even if they stood on the same side for now, he would settle that score in the end.
The deaths of the Fifth Dragon Prince and the Third Phoenix Prince meant the Demon God Hall had marked the Void Purple Dragon Clan and the Divine Fire Phoenix as prey.
Naturally, the two groups would strike back.
Although the Dragon Emperor and Feng Jiutian were still traveling with Li Xinghe, they had grown more wary of him.
He refused to play by the usual rules. If not for the secrets waiting deeper within, they might have parted ways already.
Xiao Bai and Xiao Qing, meanwhile, grew happier by the day. Every so often, they heard more "good news."
The Void Purple Dragon Clan had suffered heavy losses in the Primordial Grotto-Heaven.
There was no proof in some cases, but in others, it was clear that the Demon God Hall had struck.
At first, the Dragon Emperor wanted to confront Li Xinghe, but a single remark stopped him cold.
"The Primordial Source goes to whoever can claim it. What's so strange about everyone fighting for it? Besides, the Demon God Hall has suffered losses too. Let fate decide!"
Those last words told the Dragon Emperor exactly what kind of man Li Xinghe was.
The brat was plainly trying to avenge Xiao Bai and Xiao Qing, as well as the Pangu Clan.
"If that's how it is, don't blame our two peoples for showing no mercy,"