"Those two? Who?"
"The Twin Holy Kings of the Sand Sea Desolation: the Desolate Sun-Swallowing Demon and the Primordial Desert-Splitting Viper." As Wind Dragon spoke, admiration flashed in his eyes.
"Could they be..."
Wind Dragon nodded. "That's right. Ferocious Beasts. One is three hundred and fifty thousand years old, and the other is four hundred thousand. I'd guess their Heavenly Tribulations are due in the next few years. They're incredibly powerful, absolute leaders of the Cangwu Desert."
"The two of them are immensely powerful. Your great-grandfather's ninth Spirit Ring came from a descendant of the Primordial Desert-Splitting Viper. By rights, if those two joined forces in the desert, even a Limit Douluo would have a hard time beating them. So why would they tolerate Evil Soul Masters appearing here?" Wind Dragon was deeply puzzled.
"There's definitely something wrong. It seems the problem lies with the Dust-Sand Building Wood. I'll have to find time to take a look." Murong Huai considered it for a moment.
"Hey, don't mess around. With your meager abilities, you wouldn't even be a match for those Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts outside, let alone the golden Dust-Sand Building Wood." Wind Dragon immediately tried to stop him.
If anything happened to Murong Huai, how was he supposed to answer to the Wind Dragon King, his ancestor?
"Hey, don't worry. I'm confident I can handle it. There won't be a problem." Murong Huai smiled. Heavenly Condemnation had awakened a few days ago, too. With his power backing him up, going in to investigate shouldn't be a problem. At worst, he could escape unharmed.
"Oh? Did those Dragon King ancestors give you some kind of treasure?"
"No." Murong Huai shook his head.
"Then what are you playing at? Tired of being alive?!" Wind Dragon was utterly exasperated. If Murong Huai had