Lu Yang was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm not from Savage Province, and in terms of age and experience, I'm nowhere near your level. You understand better than I do that arrogance leads to defeat. Believe me, Blood Soul Demon Lord isn't as simple as you think!"
"Hmph, boy, you're hardly in a position to lecture us!" The old woman tapped her Dragon Head Cane, displeasure in her voice. "Blood Soul Demon Lord may be powerful, but do you really think Eternal Heaven is something you can fathom?"
"Ah~" The gentle old man who had spoken first smiled amiably. He raised a hand to stop the old woman from continuing, then smiled at Lu Yang. "Young friend Lu makes a good point. Even with all our preparations, we mustn't let our guard down. Blood Soul Demon Lord was once an Eight-Realm Demon Venerable, after all. If we make a careless mistake, he might seize the opportunity!"
The Middle-aged Man chimed in, "Uncle Yelü is right. Since Brother Lu is so worried about Eternal Heaven, why not come with us? Once the Demon Venerable is slain, you can return to Qing Province and report back."
At that, the old woman's icy expression softened somewhat. "Very well. Let us show you what Eternal Heaven can do!"
"That sounds excellent," Lu Yang said.
He wouldn't be able to rest easy if he couldn't witness the Demon Venerable's execution with his own eyes.
Now that several kings had invited him, he naturally wouldn't refuse.
"Let's go!"
The old woman turned her hand over. A clump of cotton the size of her thumb rose slowly from her palm, and in the blink of an eye, it became a fluffy white cloud floating in midair.
The four of them flashed over and landed on