At Demon Court, Mei Yukong stroked the Demon Cauldron and looked towards the End of Deep Space, his gaze seeming to cut through Beyond the World.
"Striking the moment he arrived? Keeping a low profile... while killing Saints to silence them? That really is his style. A leopard cannot change its spots; he remained the same through all worlds."
The Demon Court True Saint was somewhat lost in thought. He had roughly determined that the person he disliked most had appeared. His eyes were deep as he saw a blurry corner of the scene.
"Yusheng, come over for a drink." Outside the magnificent giant palace, Wu Liuji tried to contact the Great King.
At that moment, Wang Yusheng truly wanted to descend upon Demon Court and pound him. Asking him to drink again? Though they had a close relationship, he could not keep setting his brother up!
"Newly arrived Saint wine, wine personally brewed by a Supreme Being in the previous era," Wu Liuji informed him. It was wine that could strengthen Imperial Dao Bones.
Wang Yusheng replied, "Old Wu, are you looking for a beating? Do I look like someone who can fall in the same place twice? Can I trip over the same stone a second time? Using the same trick—are you looking down on me?!"
Wu Liuji laughed. "Haha, misunderstanding, just a joke. Would I use the same method to call you over for Master? Of course not. This Time, I feel that some drastic upheaval is about to occur. The old man is actually distracted and restless. He must have something very important to discuss with you."
"I'm not going. I'm distracted too, and extremely uneasy. I reckon that if I go over, I'll get beaten again. The key is, I can't even fight back. So