Fang Chen said to Quasi-Emperor Ou Ning, "Fellow Daoist Ou Ning, rest here for now. I'll notify Elder Bai Ling and ask her to come for you, then have you all escorted back to the Elf Continent!"
"All right. Thank you, Fellow Daoist Fang Chen!"
Quasi-Emperor Ou Ning and the others bowed to Fang Chen. When they had set out for the Demon Race Continent with him, they had been prepared to die. Yet once there, they had not scattered even a speck of Heaven Demon Powder. In the end, they had simply followed Fang Chen on a roundabout journey to the Human Race continent.
The thought filled Quasi-Emperor Ou Ning and the others with guilt.
Quasi-Emperor Ou Ning said regretfully, "What a shame. We did nothing on the Demon Race Continent. We didn't scatter any Heaven Demon Powder at all!"
"That's right!"
The other Quasi-Emperors and Saints of the Elf Race echoed him, shame written across their faces.
Fang Chen looked at them with a smile. "Fellow Daoist Ou Ning, you aren't to blame. If anyone is, it's me. I never gave you the chance!"
At the time, Fang Chen truly had not wanted to let them out. He knew that even if he did, they could not inflict much damage on the Demon Race Continent. Sending them to distribute the Heaven Demon Powder might well have startled the snake by beating the grass and ruined his plans.
Later, though, his plans had changed when Little Crane was trapped. Fang Chen had intended for Little Crane to carry them across the Demon Race Continent to scatter the Heaven Demon Powder. Instead, a strange net had caught Little Crane in the Illusion Demon Realm of the Dongshan Demon Domain. Fortunately, Little Crane had escaped after a terrible scare.
Little Crane