Lu Xiaotian naturally treated them to another round of hospitality. Meng Changzai also brought news: Zhen Jingting was so badly wounded he could no longer get back up, but his son Zhen Shuo had proved remarkably capable. Under the crushing pressure of adversity, he had advanced to the Profound Immortal realm. Afterward, however, he had found a way to go to Moku Immortal City, join its immortal army, and actively apply to take part in the campaign against the Xuanyue Sea.
Lu Xiaotian knew a little about the Xuanyue Sea. It lay at the extreme western edge of the Honghao Celestial Court. Every so often, the deep whirlpools erupting in the Savage Sea formed sea caves, and for a time the space inside them created special passages. Besides the demons native to the Xuanyue Sea, those passages might also harbor demons—or ghosts—who had once fled through the Immortal-Demon Battlefield into the Savage Sea, then made their way into the Red Moon Sea.
The Savage Sea Dragon Palace was mainly responsible for keeping watch on the connecting passages to the Immortal-Demon Battlefield. The Savage Sea was simply too vast. Even the Savage Sea Dragon Palace, cobbled together from the Four Seas Dragon Palaces, could never purge all the demonic and hostile forces within it.
The dragon race had been suppressed far too heavily. Many of the ancient dragon race's inherited cultivation arts had long since been lost. Whether they were docile dragons or proud and unruly ones like Ao Zhan, none had devoted themselves fully to clearing the demons from their respective seas. Instead, they had more or less maintained a balance with them. After all, the great celestial courts had more than once killed the donkey after it had turned the millstone.
Setting aside the price of wiping out the