Wang Ping had not expected Ao Hong to return just for this matter. After all, it could have been said outright in front of Zhi Gong. Curious, he asked, "What is your plan?"
"What plan do we need? We'll just fight our way over. Right now, the Taiyin Sect only has senior and junior brothers Cang Ji and Cang Lan. If we find another Demon Race elder to lend us a hand, we can definitely drive them out of the Southeast Sea Region."
Ao Hong stared at Wang Ping, seeking an affirmative answer.
Yulian looked at him and asked, "Would any Demon Race members be willing to do this?"
She was simply curious.
Ao Hong answered with a smile, "While you were in secluded cultivation, I spent more than ten years in the Demon Domain and made quite a few like-minded friends. And over these past few hundred years, the True Lords' attention has not been here. With fewer misgivings, they certainly will not refuse such a small favor."
Wang Ping felt that his way of thinking and Ao Hong's were completely on different wavelengths. After some thought, he said, "If Fellow Daoist can truly persuade a Demon Race elder, then it would not be impossible for me to join you in a fight against the Taiyin Sect."
Having received his answer, Ao Hong smiled. Puffing out his chest, he said confidently, "Just wait for my good news."
As he spoke, he transformed into a streak of light and flew toward the Demon Domain in the northwest.
Liu Shuang had listened to the entire conversation. After Ao Hong left, she cupped her hands and said, "Master, are you truly going to let the Demon Race directly interfere in a Fourth Realm battle?"
Wang Ping looked at Liu Shuang and said,