Kong Xuan's Performance, Everyone Submits

At that moment, the hall fell deathly silent.

Every eye turned to Kong Xuan, filled with curiosity, excitement, and anticipation.

After all, everyone knew what this meant.

They had once hated the Demon Race with a passion, but if someone from their own clan could become a Devilish Dao Saint, what did the Demon Race matter?

What did their hatred matter?

They hated the Demon Race. That did not mean they hated the Devil Dao.

Most importantly, any Dao that could give the Phoenix Clan a saint was a good Dao. Devil Dao or not, it had the Phoenix Clan's support.

"Heh."

Taking in their reactions, Kong Xuan smiled. "So the Elders no longer object?"

"After all, back in the Ancient Era, our Phoenix Clan and the Demon Race..."

"Your Highness, that's not right!"

Before Kong Xuan could finish, one of the Elders cut in. "What does our hatred of the Demon Race have to do with the Devil Dao?"

"The Devil Dao is the Devil Dao, and the Demon Race is the Demon Race. How can they be lumped together?"

The others immediately voiced their support. "Yes, the First Elder is absolutely right!"

"I agree with the First Elder!"

"Exactly! The Devil Dao is one thing, the Demon Race another. Helping the Devil Dao doesn't mean we're helping the Demon Race!"

"..."

Off to the side, Kong Xuan, Da Peng, and Qing Luan could not help twitching at the corners of their mouths.

They knew how important a saint was to the Phoenix Clan.

Even so, the speed of the Elders' change of heart left all three of them at a loss.

Kong Xuan soon collected himself.

This was no simple matter, and he knew certain things had to be settled as quickly as possible.

With that in mind,