Within the flesh and blood essence of the quasi-emperor old dragon lay Order Divine Chains and fragments of the Great Dao containing the insights of a quasi-emperor giant—highly enticing even to saint elders.
Once the several-yard-long dragon meat had been thoroughly roasted, it was swiftly divided among the higher-ups.
While the sages benefited, they did not forget the disciples of their respective factions.
Golden Crow Daoist summoned the three half-blooded little Golden Crows he had hatched with the Immortal Fusang Tree, while Saint Slayer Qi Luo called over Killing God Child, the inheritor of his lineage.
After some thought, Ye Fan also called over the pair with Heavenly Trigram Spirit Bodies and the Eight Spirit Generals.
After discussing it briefly, the Merak Three Saints ordered the chiefs of the thirteen divisions to come.
The chiefs of the various divisions were all Kings at the third Immortal stage who had severed the Dao. Yet, in this age where ancient saints and ancestral kings emerged in succession, they were not enough to stand out. The three giants hoped that the flesh and blood essence of the quasi-emperor old dragon would help these prospective higher-ups cross the barrier of sainthood in one stroke and become human saints.
How had the division chiefs ever encountered such a heaven-defying opportunity? As they wolfed down the quasi-emperor dragon meat, their eyes reddened as they pounded their chests and swore:
"If we do not become saints, we will bring our heads to you."
"Did Old Man Human Demon leave behind any descendants in those days?"
Having finished digesting the essence of the dragon meat, Ye Fan opened his eyes. A faint gleam flashed through their depths before the Swallowing Heaven Demonic Art gradually concealed itself.
"I once had a son named Dongfang Beye."
"After becoming a