The Peak of the Middle Heaven Realm

Ning Xiaochuan felt greatly oppressed. "A single Saint Fish King has already wiped out more than ten Human Civilizations, causing hundreds of millions of humans to die unjustly. If all Thirty-Six Beast Kings go searching for sacrifices, how many Human Civilizations will be destroyed? How many humans will die miserably?"

Hua Qinglian smiled. "That is why I said they cannot all be killed, nor can they all be saved."

"This is only a small calamity. Although the Beast Kings are searching for sacrifices, they have not yet laid hands on fifth-rank Human Civilizations. The ones they are attacking are all fourth-rank and Third-Rank Civilizations."

"What worries me is why the Thirty-Six Beast Kings are simultaneously offering sacrifices to the Fanhou Demon Emperor. Could they be brewing an even more terrifying storm?"

Ning Xiaochuan was meticulous by nature and naturally understood Hua Qinglian's meaning. "It seems we must follow them and see what upheaval has occurred in the wilderness."

"The Fanhou Demon Emperor is the youngest Demon Emperor of the northern frontier, and also one of its strongest. I have long wanted to meet him! Come, another cup." Even when speaking of the ruler of the wilderness, Hua Qinglian remained as calm as drifting clouds and a gentle breeze, smiling with complete ease.

His smile possessed an indescribable elegance and bewitching charm.

Ning Xiaochuan immediately looked away and cursed inwardly. He truly wanted to suggest that Hua Qinglian cover his face and stop speaking in such a girlish manner.

However, they were not particularly familiar with each other, so it was better left unsaid. Ning Xiaochuan swallowed the words that had nearly left his mouth.

Hua Qinglian suddenly seemed to recall something and smiled. "Since this is our first meeting, I have no proper gift to offer. I shall give Young