"From now on, this place belongs to me. You and your brother stay on the other side, and keep the other demons on the island under control. Don't come over here and disturb my peace," Lu Xiaotian said. In every place he reached, having one or two errand runners to handle some trouble saved him a lot of trouble compared to solitary cultivation.
Although the two sea turtles, whose strength had only reached the Immortal level, were somewhat too low in might, they were still sufficient for managing some demons on the island. At Lu Xiaotian's current realm, except for rather special circumstances, he was accustomed to practicing right in the wilderness, allowing him to perceive the changes and rhythms of the power of laws between heaven and earth more closely.
This kind of power of law included favorable weather, the fury of thunder, the mercilessness of water and fire, flourishing grass and flying birds, or alternatively the coming and going of crowds and the activities of the Demon Race.
"Yes, yes, this junior will leave right away!" At this moment, the sea turtle did not dare to linger for even a second, and immediately hurried away from this place. A few hundred miles was a matter of a flash for such an Immortal-level sea turtle.
"What? A Dragon Race powerhouse? How did he run to this barren place where chickens don't lay eggs and birds don't shit?" The other, older sea turtle was startled after hearing its younger brother's words.
"Could it be a great battle between the East Sea Dragon Palace and the South Sea Dragon Palace? I heard that it has already turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the intersection of the two seas has turned crimson. The fallen flood dragons