Outside a palace in San Yuan City.
A figure quietly appeared and landed before the palace. Yet instead of proceeding inside, he remained where he was, letting the sunlight fall upon him and cast a long shadow.
The next moment, two resounding cries rang out, and two figures drifted over. They were none other than the Chen Whale Demon Saint and the Golden Roc Demon Saint.
"Qian Chen Daoyou, you arrived without even informing us, so we could welcome you from afar." The two Demon Saints naturally let out long sighs of relief inwardly.
They had just been discussing the matter when Ye Jingcheng summoned them.
He had likely only just emerged from seclusion.
After all, he had killed so many Spirit Transformation cultivators and Demon Saints before. His injuries could not have been light, and his recuperation would not have taken little time.
That made them feel as though there might still be a slight turn for the better.
"You are too courteous. That is a rule among us humans—how could we make two daoyou who came from afar welcome us from afar?" Ye Jingcheng replied with a generous wave.
His words sounded polite, but the deliberate distinction between humans and Spirit Beasts, coupled with the distant look in Ye Jingcheng's eyes, made it clear that his attitude was nowhere near as friendly as it appeared.
Moreover, when the two clans came to San Yuan City this time, they had truly brought only two Demon Saints. They had not brought any descendants or clansmen.
That showed they still harbored caution.
"Qian Chen Daoyou, the matter that day was like this..." Seeing this, the Golden Roc Demon Saint wanted to explain first.
"Two daoyou, let us speak inside. Talking outside is not how we humans receive guests." Without waiting for