"Since you've come, let's settle the blood debt from ten thousand years ago properly!"
The First God Child strode forward two steps, his face murderous. His followers followed suit, each wearing an unfriendly expression.
Even quite a few elders of the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace seemed ready to respond to the First God Child's call, as though they intended to surround and annihilate Wang Zhengyang and Qi Lingyu here.
By contrast, God Child Lu Yunzhe of the Fifth Divine Hall quietly lowered his head and let out a helpless sigh. His eyes were filled with disdain and contempt for the First God Child.
Li Guxian's pretty face turned cold, and she secretly furrowed her brows. The First God Child's sudden interference had clearly angered her as well.
"Oh? Is that so?" Faced with the First God Child's taunts, Wang Zhengyang and Qi Lingyu showed no fear. Instead, they walked provocatively toward him. "Ten thousand years ago, when your Nine Underworlds Demon Palace was at its height, our Ten Thousand Saints Mountain was still able to destroy you."
"Today, ten thousand years later, your Nine Underworlds Demon Palace may still have some hidden reserves, but in our eyes, you're merely lingering on your last breath."
"You weren't our match ten thousand years ago. Could you really stir up much bigger waves today, ten thousand years later?"
Qi Lingyu also sneered coldly. "If the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace truly possessed the glory it had ten thousand years ago, would Goddess Li Guxian have needed to painstakingly scheme so much?"
What Qi Lingyu and Wang Zhengyang said was true. If the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace truly possessed the same glory it had ten thousand years ago, there would have been no need for so many schemes. They would only have needed to stand