"The Immortal-Demon Battlefield had opened wide. It's a turbulent time indeed. Even Dragon Lord powerhouses have appeared." Bai Tai, the Prison Lord, sighed, then asked, "Who else is going besides you?"
Chen Fufeng knew he meant powerhouses at the Immortal Lord level. There was no need to ask about anyone below that level. "The Sinful Dragon Demon Buddha."
"That old monster is willing to come out of seclusion too? How strange." Bai Tai, the Prison Lord, was slightly surprised, then nodded. "The Dragon Tribulation Prison doesn't have the deep reserves your Dragon-Seeking Office does. This time, I'll make the trip with Brother Chen."
"Bring the Seven Prison Wardens as well," Chen Fufeng said with a smile.
"Better to overestimate the enemy than underestimate them. We'll be sending our armies a long distance, and we'll be fighting at the Demonic Pool of Law Annihilation. Our preparations are a little rushed, so the army we bring may not be able to stand against the forces under Eastern Dan Saint. With the Seven Prison Wardens, we should just about manage. It'd be best to bring the Prison Dragon Army too."
"Fighting the dragons is the shared duty of the Immortal Realm, but sending out the Seven Prison Wardens—and even the Prison Dragon Army—to a place like the Demonic Pool of Law Annihilation puts me and my subordinates at no small risk. How will we divide the spoils?" Bai Tai, the Prison Lord, asked.
"If you send out the Seven Prison Wardens and the Prison Dragon Army, then we'll split the spoils evenly."
Chen Fufeng wasn't surprised that the old monster had asked to divide the spoils. After all, this involved Lu Xiaotian, a true dragon not seen in ten thousand ages. What was more, there were certainly no shortage of dragons under Lu