"I naturally considered the consequences. At worst, I'll offend the strongest Dragon Lord.
"In a head-on one-on-one fight, I might not be able to defeat you. But you're also stretched thin right now. While you're mounting an expedition to Muye, the strength remaining in this avatar probably isn't much, is it?" Devil Lord Huang Ye repeatedly sized up Lu Xiaotian.
"So you're determined to become my enemy?" Lu Xiaotian frowned, but there was little fluctuation in his tone.
"Although cultivators at our level are already nearly immortal in the eyes of those juniors,
"so long as we still exist in this world, how could we truly escape the suppression of the calamities of Heaven and Earth? I've cultivated to my present level, yet I can advance no further. Only through the Dragon Domain—or rather, through the Eastern Pill Saint—can I see even a sliver of hope for improvement."
Devil Lord Huang Ye sighed faintly. "It's not that I must become your enemy. It's simply that the Eastern Pill Saint possesses something I need."
"If that's the case, then there's nothing more to say. Show me what you can do. I'd also like to see whether you, a Devil Lord, have improved since we parted at Casting Sorrow Mountain all those years ago."
Once the other party's mind was made up, words would no longer sway him. Lu Xiaotian had no intention of wasting his breath.
When a powerful enemy pressed in, the one thing that could ultimately intimidate or drive him back was strength.
"Since that's the case, forgive me." Devil Lord Huang Ye gritted his teeth inwardly.
It was no longer realistic to discern Lu Xiaotian's true condition from the outside. No matter how wary he was, he could only exchange blows with him first.
He had traveled all