At those words, the Ancestral Dragon was shocked.
"Di Jun, what do you mean? Are you saying Yuanfeng and Shi Qilin are still alive?" the Ancestral Dragon asked in confusion.
"Impossible. Absolutely impossible. During the Dragon-Han Calamity, our three clans fought to the death. Shi Qilin and Yuanfeng fell. They both fell. There's no way they could still be alive. What good would it do you to offer such a condition?"
The Ancestral Dragon asked himself the question, then shook his head over and over.
Di Jun gave a mocking laugh and looked at him. "You left yourself a way out, Ancestral Dragon. You were badly wounded, but you still survived. How can you be sure Yuanfeng and Shi Qilin didn't do the same? The Dragon Clan isn't the only one that wants to rule the Primordial World. Yuanfeng and Shi Qilin want the same thing."
The Ancestral Dragon felt as if Di Jun's words were a spell, burrowing into his ears.
He was right. Yuanfeng and Shi Qilin might well have left themselves a way out, too.
He already believed Di Jun seven or eight parts out of ten.
The Ancestral Dragon was more than willing to avenge the old grudge by defeating the Qilin Clan and the Phoenix Clan.
"How can you guarantee that Yuanfeng and Shi Qilin are still alive?" the Ancestral Dragon asked again.
At this, Di Jun sighed. "I've seen them. I caught a glimpse of them from afar. They once tried to form an alliance with me, but I turned them down."
"What? You saw them? They wanted an alliance with you? Why did you refuse?" The Ancestral Dragon was astonished. Di Jun turning down an alliance with the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan was almost unbelievable.
"That's right, I saw them. As