"Haha, Lord of the Northern Meng Dragon King, you truly are a peerless prodigy. In the future Divine Continent, you have a thirty-percent chance of ruling all.
"Let this end here today. If I survive my future battle with Beitang Sheng, I will come back and be your opponent!"
The final words drifted faintly through the air before gradually fading away. Yu Nanfeng and Xie Wanzhi both let out breaths of relief. From the Heavenly Demon Palace Lord's words, it seemed that things would end here today and no great battle would take place?
However, his final remark had revealed a great deal of information. He seemed to be a mortal enemy of the current emperor, Beitang Sheng, and was certain to fight him to the death.
As for his claim that Meng Zhao had a thirty-percent chance of ruling the future Divine Continent, even if the Heavenly Demon Palace Lord had not said it, the two of them could have guessed as much. Meng Zhao's origins were extraordinary, and his civil and martial talents were unmatched in the world. Especially in a world where the martial path manifested divinity, his transcendent martial strength meant that the floor of his future was exceedingly high, and that he had an immense chance of reaching the summit.
Otherwise, how could Xie Wanzhi have surrendered so readily? And how could Yu Nanfeng have sought out Meng Zhao for help?
Meng Zhao, meanwhile, was somewhat disappointed. The Heavenly Demon Palace Lord had actually been an excellent opponent. By now, Meng Zhao too had reached such heights that the cold was hard to bear; throughout the land, there were few who were worthy to discuss the Dao with him, or exchange blows with him.
Even if it had not been a life-and-death battle, merely sparring