The two of them, however, still secretly shook their heads when they saw Yan Chihuo's cultivation. But the candidates had already been decided, so they had nothing more to say.
Chu Jiaoling, Tian Ziqing, Master Tianfeng, and eight other Ascension Stage Cultivators brought Yan Chihuo and the other two back beneath the sea, arriving at the Dragon Palace. Ao Jun and the other three old dragons, along with seven late Spirit Cultivation Stage demons, had long been waiting there.
The moment Ao Jun saw Yan Chihuo, his expression changed. The enmity between the Dragon Palace and Yan Chihuo was so deep that even pouring out all the waters of the East Sea could not wash it clean.
Ao Qing said, "Fairy Chu, what do you mean by bringing Yan Chihuo here? Could he be one of your human race's three candidates?"
Chu Jiaoling said, "Correct. He is one of the candidates this time."
Ao Qing gave a cold laugh. "You truly have a fine scheme. You deliberately sent Yan Chihuo here. Bound by the alliance, we cannot touch him this time; to avoid suspicion, we must instead protect him. But won't that delay our great undertaking?"
Chu Jiaoling said, "If Yan Chihuo were not strong enough, why would we have sent him? If he truly were so weak, would we necessarily have joined hands today?"
The True Dragons led by Ao Jun grew even more furious at these words. What Chu Jiaoling meant with that last remark was: if Yan Chihuo had been weak, how could he have turned the Dragon Palace upside down and given Spirit Island an opening to exploit? It was like cursing a bald man in front of a monk. Yet they could not refute her.
At that moment, a massive late Spirit Cultivation Stage whale