Demon Suppression Conference

True Lord Tai Xuan had been captured by the Devil Race?!

Hearing this, Li Qing was slightly startled. He had not expected that the former leader of the righteous path in the Great Desolation Region had also fallen into the Devil Race's hands.

In a situation like this, everyone truly was in danger.

"Even Fellow Daoist Tai Xuan could not escape this calamity? These devils really are difficult to deal with." Li Qing sighed, then consoled him. "However, Fellow Daoist Zhiyang need not worry too much. We have gathered here at the summons of the Myriad Treasures Merchant Guild precisely to discuss how to wipe out these ancient devils."

"Once a resolution has been reached, your master should be able to be saved as well."

Only after hearing Li Qing's words did True Person Zhiyang's expression improve considerably.

He respectfully cupped his fists toward Li Qing, actually using the etiquette of a junior.

Seeing this scene, Li Qing could not help but feel deeply moved. It seemed this Pure Yang Physique had gone through quite a great deal over the years.

He still remembered their first meeting. What kind of dazzling edge had this person possessed then? He had looked upon everyone with an air of "above heaven and below earth, I alone reign supreme," like a blazing sun at its zenith.

Now, however, that sharpness and arrogance had been restrained, while his rough edges had long since been ground smooth.

The years drove people to change.

The two were not particularly familiar with one another. After exchanging a few words, they went their separate ways.

Li Qing was naturally glad for the peace and quiet. He casually found a huge boulder, sat cross-legged upon it, and began meditating to regulate his breath and recover the mana he had expended