Wulong, the Archaic Demon Venerable, judged that the figure in White Robe was likely a Crimson Gold Divine Lord. He had not originally possessed such confidence to strike directly; after all, his own strength was not particularly great, and he might not be able to easily take down a human Crimson Gold Divine Lord.
But unexpectedly—
What a coincidence. He actually sensed the aura of another Archaic Demon Venerable.
He sensed that an Archaic Demon Venerable from the Demon Dragon Tribe had also arrived nearby. Moreover, that Archaic Demon Venerable was stronger than him, possessing the strength of five thousand Dominator's Authorities.
He did not know whether the other party had been drawn here by the human Crimson Gold Divine Lord, but he knew that striking immediately was the right move.
As long as he made his move here—
Even if the other Archaic Demon Venerable did not know there was a human Crimson Gold Divine Lord here, he would immediately track them down. Then, two against one would be enough to take down this human Crimson Gold Divine Lord.
The Demon Dragon Tribe's sacrificial ceremony was imminent. If they could capture a human Crimson Gold Divine Lord as a sacrificial offering, it would be a tremendous boon for the entire Demon Dragon Tribe.
The benefits they gained would absolutely be beyond comparison to offering a Heaven Master as a sacrifice.
Yet the next second—
The figure in White Robe suddenly turned around.
Wulong, the Archaic Demon Venerable, had already pounced behind the figure in White Robe, yet before he could even see how the other party had turned, they were abruptly face-to-face.
A teasing glint flashed through the figure in White Robe's clear, Stars-like eyes.
Wulong, the Archaic Demon Venerable's heart instantly leaped into his throat. For no reason,