As long as the Ten Thousand Demon Hall kept the Spirit Race tied down, Feather Transformation would have more time to cultivate the things left behind by the Sword Clan man and woman.
With that, Feather Transformation Emperor departed.
Inside Sword Corpse Cave, Emperor Yu'e would continue cultivating. The Feather Alliance Hall had only two Imperial Venerables; no matter what, Ling Zhe could not possibly force both Imperial Venerables of the Feather Alliance Hall into battle. Otherwise, it would be strange if the Feather Alliance Hall did not rebel.
Staring at Sikong Jing...
Emperor Yu'e muttered, "Why do I feel that if this goes on, we'll look like we're colluding with the Ten Thousand Demon Hall?"
With a smile, Sikong Jing replied, "When the Shadow Moon Demon Rat truly rises in the future, the fact that it came from the Feather Sword Mountain Range of the Feather Alliance Hall will inevitably be dragged out by the Spirit Race and blown out of proportion. Emperor Yu'e, you must be mentally prepared."
Her entire body shook violently...
The Spirit Race had not brought this matter up now because the Shadow Moon Demon Rat was still weak, and they believed it remained within their grasp.
But when the Shadow Moon Demon Rat grew ever stronger, the Spirit Race would inevitably... take issue with its origins.
"Especially when the Feather Alliance Hall grows stronger and stronger, when the Spirit Race feels that the Feather Alliance Hall is gradually becoming a threat, they may use this as an excuse to wipe out the Feather Alliance Hall outright."
At that moment, Sikong Jing added heavily.
The hairs all over Emperor Yu'e's body stood on end. Looking toward the corpses of the Sword Clan man and woman, she knew she had to advance madly.
Of course, she