The banquet resumed, seemingly just as before.
Yet the still-roiling water vapor and the spiritual wine and delicacies brought out once more all showed the lingering impact of that earlier battle.
Especially when all the demon cultivators saw Luo Chen, who had previously arrived like an arrogant and overbearing unwelcome guest, now seated in the place of honor like a distinguished guest, on equal footing with the Sea Emperor Whale, they were all left gaping in astonishment. At the same time, they understood the outcome of this clash between two Spirit Transformation powerhouses.
A draw?
At the very least, it had been a draw!
More likely, Luo Chen had defeated the Sea Emperor Whale. Otherwise, there was no way to explain why Luo Chen was receiving such treatment.
There was nothing worth discussing about the contents of the banquet. It was nothing more than mutual flattery.
After confirming that killing the Sea Emperor Whale would be difficult without paying a tremendous price, Luo Chen had already made his decision.
To cease hostilities and make peace!
He naturally did not fear the Sea Emperor Whale, but he had a weakness as well.
That weakness was the Luo Tian Sect.
If his opponent went mad and attacked the Luo Tian Sect, the casualties would certainly be impossible to calculate.
Besides, after witnessing Luo Chen's strength, the Sea Emperor Whale had already been thoroughly convinced and had offered sufficient compensation.
Most of the various resources the other party had plundered from the Heaven Origin Dao Sect had gone into the Sea Emperor Whale's belly, which was why its cultivation had advanced so greatly.
But Luo Chen did not really care much about those resources.
Instead, the remaining cultivation manuals, ancient texts, secret arts, and inheritances were, in Luo Chen's eyes, the true prize.