The Demon Dragons belonged to the Dragon Clan, and on top of that, they had the word "Demon" in their name. Unless something unexpected happened, cultivators like these were powerful—at the very least, no weaker than Ancient Divine Beasts such as the Heaven-Devouring Wolf, the Qilin, and the Jade Devouring Sky Python. The weakest Demon Dragons had reached Quasi-Saint Stage Five, and there might even be some at Stage Seven. What was more, there were two or three hundred of them. It would take a long time to badly wound them all—at least ten or twenty thousand years, and possibly even longer.
"Ten or twenty thousand years isn't all that long. As long as we can capture all those Demon Dragons, even spending a hundred thousand years would be worth it." Fairy Huan Cai smiled. "We'll have plenty of time, as long as we capture all the Demon Dragons before Ling Tian reverses his Golden Core five times and Fairy Meng Shang and the others reverse theirs six times. Ling Tian and the others still have more than a hundred thousand years before they reverse their Golden Cores, so we have ample time. That's more than enough to badly wound every Demon Dragon and then capture them."
Many people agreed with Fairy Huan Cai, and they all felt she was right.
"But a change could occur during all that time..." Chi Xue said again, but he was interrupted before he could finish.
"What could possibly change?" Ninth Brother of Po Family retorted, then sneered. "We have more than ten super experts who can use their true strength without restraint. On Ling Tian's side, there's only Ling Tian and that wolf pup. So what if their archery is somewhat better? With our advantage in cultivation, and dozens of Quasi-Saint Stage Five