"Wait," Zi Yu suddenly said.
Fu Er glanced at his daughter and said flatly, "What else is it, Zi Yu?"
Zi Yu's beautiful eyes gazed faintly at Luo Zheng, flickering with a trace of complicated emotion.
Diao Yuan had brought Luo Zheng back because Luo Zheng had displayed extraordinary strength before Cheng Wei. He was fully qualified to participate in the duel between the two clans.
Who would have thought that this would bring to light a King Grade bloodline—and such an astonishing background?
Was he still suitable for battle?
"In this struggle over the Tiannan Bone Tower, Wei Xia and Feng Long were killed by the Xuanyuan Clan. Our chances of winning this duel are slim. I hope Luo Zheng can fight as well." Zi Yu stated her intentions directly.
Before Fu Er could speak, the old man smiled faintly. "If Zheng'er wants to become stronger, cultivating as a Desolate God in this world is a shortcut. It can also allow him to fully unleash the power of his bloodline. As long as his safety is guaranteed, there is no harm in letting him fight."
How vicious were these exiles' eyes?
Luo Zheng was merely an Upper True God, yet he had faintly displayed traces of cultivating two True Meanings of the Dao. His soul was also far stronger than that of an ordinary Desolate God. With his strength, opposing a Middle Desolate God would not be particularly difficult.
Moreover, once he reached the Chi You Clan, there would still be time for him to devour Bloodline Desolate Bones.
Hearing the old man's answer, a trace of a smile appeared on Zi Yu's face. She nodded and said, "Zi Yu understands!"
After the exiles left, Zi Yu ordered someone to bring in the envoy from the Xuanyuan Clan.
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