He had mastered a world-shaking demonic art, his martial path Heaven-Piercing. Ordinary experts would fall victim even to one of his hidden tricks, but a formidable figure like Meng Zhao could not only casually break his methods—even if they faced each other head-on, gong against gong and drum against drum, in a battle, who could say who would win?
As for Holy Infant Child, he had clearly recalled Mountain Lord as well. They had crossed paths once back then, but he had never expected that fellow to be so thoughtful as to remember it for so many years.
Thus, these two Celestials could be said to have some connection to Meng Zhao. The difference was that the Demon Master's Successor likely bore mostly hostility toward Meng Zhao, while Holy Infant Child bore mostly goodwill.
"So that was it. No wonder I sensed some days ago that Fang Duohai had been killed. So it was Dragon King Meng's handiwork."
Meng Zhao shook his head.
"This was not my handiwork. Nor would I deliberately trouble a mere Grandmaster. This was a grudge between Fang Duohai and his friend. I merely happened upon it and saved that man's life.
Speaking of which, I am quite curious. Since Your Excellency is the Demon Master's Successor, inheriting the profound martial arts of the Demon Extremity Sect, with Celestial cultivation and standing among the foremost of this age, why have you promoted martial artists and formed the Earth Demon Alliance? What is your purpose?"
Meng Zhao had most likely already concluded that this man harbored designs upon the Northern Lands. That was why he had formed a force, so that in the future he could use it as a foundation and framework to expand his influence, contend for the north, and vie for supremacy over the