"Brother Fan, even with the Dark Dragon Clan backing them from the shadows, the Sky Swallowing Sparrow Clan is still a great clan that reigns supreme over Dust Spirit Province."
"Even across the entire Demon Kingdom, they would likely rank among the top fifty Demon Cultivator clans."
"Can we win?"
Inside the cave mansion, Ao Mingyue, clad in a plain-colored dress, asked softly.
Her raven-black hair was smooth and lustrous, her skin snowy and delicate. Every gesture she made exuded an irresistible aura of temptation.
Lin Fan's eyes shone brightly. "If we want to win, then we can win."
He understood Ao Mingyue's concerns. The Sky Swallowing Sparrow Clan was no ordinary force. Even the Cloud Swallowing Python Clan and the Eight-Armed Demon Ape Clan, whom they had previously supported with little more than a casual gesture, possessed the qualifications to dominate Northern Luzhou.
Moreover, both the Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan and the Black Demon Flood Dragon Clan had royal clans supporting them. Could it be that the Sky Swallowing Sparrow Clan had no royal clan backing them?
Yet Lin Fan was not worried in the slightest. As things stood, unless he faced an existence beyond the Demon Saint Realm, he truly did not regard ordinary Demon Cultivator experts as worth his notice.
"If Brother Fan says so, then we'll definitely win."
Ao Mingyue's eyes lit up as she nodded.
Lin Fan smiled, then lowered his head and continued copying the books.
The Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan and the Black Demon Flood Dragon Clan launching their assault on Dust Spirit Province could only be considered the sounding of the war horn. It would still be some time before the truly peak experts entered the fray.
For now, it was not yet time for him to act personally.
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