At the deepest reaches of the sky, Ye Lin and Dugu Feng sat cross-legged facing one another, with a small table between them. Upon it sat a jug of wine and two small cups.
The fragrance of the wine spread through the air; it could be smelled even from far away.
"This Pan Feng is rather interesting."
Dugu Feng toyed with the wine cup in his hand, watching Pan Feng below speak with eloquence, a faint smile appearing on his face.
"Indeed."
Ye Lin drained the wine in his cup in one gulp and said with a faint smile.
This Pan Feng had done him a great favor. Those below were all prodigies from the major powers of the Northern Demon Domain. Once his name spread at this moment, before long, the entire Northern Demon Domain would know of his prestige.
His name would resound throughout the Northern Demon Domain. By then, more fortune would naturally gather upon him, and his combat power would surely rise to another level.
"Before you appeared, I was the one leading the prodigies of the entire Northern Demon Domain. But now, I think there is someone more suitable."
"The Northern Demon Domain is boundless, where ten thousand races coexist. Its major races and powers are intricately interwoven, and now that the great age has descended, another struggle for fortune has begun."
"Are you willing to lead the will of the prodigies of our Northern Demon Domain?"
Dugu Feng set down his wine cup and looked at Ye Lin as he spoke calmly, a firm resolve shining in his eyes.
"I have no such intention."
Ye Lin put down his cup and spoke softly. He had long since grown used to being alone. Naturally, he would not agree to bear such a responsibility.
"As expected."