The Louse Devil Primordial Emperor was no weakling, yet Meng Yang's spirits lifted at the sight of him. This opponent was quite suitable—strong enough to rouse his interest. As for the Louse Devil Primordial Consort and Shi Lie, they were still slightly too weak in his eyes.
"Your strength isn't enough to make Elder Meng take action. Let me experience your methods instead." Just as Meng Yang was about to attack, a familiar voice rang out. Beneath her pale-blue robes fluttering in the breeze, Yu Xiaoqiao sauntered over.
Meng Yang's expression immediately turned bitter. The Grand Elder Meng Fushan would not come and snatch his opponent from him. As for Meng Di, Lan Yun, and the others, they were somewhat lacking in strength and could not compete with him for the opponent.
But with Yu Xiaoqiao arriving, the situation was naturally different.
Yu Xiaoqiao was one of the Dragon Lord's two personal disciples, but that alone would not have mattered. After all, she had spent many years in the Dragon Domain and never relied on that status to bully others. However, Meng Yang had sparred with Yu Xiaoqiao several times, and without exception, she had given him a thorough beating.
After one defeat after another, he truly had no say in front of Yu Xiaoqiao.
"The Shadow-Splitting Devil Crystal inside this Louse Devil will be quite useful to me." Seeing his bitter expression, Yu Xiaoqiao chuckled.
"All right. Since that's the case, I'll let you have this one." Since there was nothing more to say, Meng Yang nodded and stepped aside.
"Just a little girl, and she dares provoke this emperor? Very well. Since that old monster from the Devil Flood Dragon Clan refuses to come out, I'll deal with one or two of you juniors first."
The Louse Devil