Xu Yi thanked Sect Leader Zhu for protecting him and sending word, but he absolutely couldn't agree with Sect Leader Zhu's appeasement policy.
It wasn't that he couldn't bend when necessary. It was simply that now that he'd seized the Sheep Fat Jade Pure Bottle, there was no way he'd return it.
His original plan had been to lure the Third Holy Son into the depths of the Eastern Sea and then surround and kill him. All he'd need to do was disguise himself and inform the Demon Race's imperial army commanders. Plenty of great demons would be willing to make sure the Saint Son of the Northern Sacred Court never left.
That way, he'd eliminate his great enemy without getting his hands bloody. Even if the Holy Race investigated the Third Holy Son's death, they could only conclude that he'd met his fate through sheer bad luck.
After all, no one would believe that Wang Qianqiu, a human, could command a group of great demons to surround and attack someone.
Now that the Third Holy Son had summoned the Holy Race's True Core powerhouses to close in on him, his original plan was clearly off the table.
Since that was the case, he'd leave this place for now and set their feud aside. Once he'd planted the Heavenly Origin Seed, he'd settle the score.
The thought had barely crossed his mind when Xu Yi realized something was wrong. His divine sense had clearly caught a portal of light appearing above the sea. The moment two Daoists emerged, they released a murderous aura and charged at him.
Xu Yi activated the Gale Cloak and shot straight toward the depths of the sea. As soon as he picked up speed, the Third Holy Son panicked and sent a message through his