"Wait!"
North Water Divine King Lianjia spoke up, "Senior Dragon King, we came to save you. Even if you wish to refine the so-called Heartless Holy Relic, we juniors will naturally do everything in our power to assist you..."
"That's right, Clan Uncle."
The young powerhouse of the Flood Dragon Demon Clan also called out loudly, "Divine King Lianjia and the master of the Thunder Palace are both experts I invited. We hurried here for the Three Vehicles Dharma Assembly precisely to rescue Clan Uncle."
"Is that so?"
Venerable Subduing Dragon King nodded.
"You are a holy descendant of the Scale Clan from the Abyssal Realm lineage, from the Tai Xia family, are you not? What is your rank?"
Everyone listened to the exchange between these two powerful figures of the demon races.
"Reporting to Clan Uncle, my name is Tai Xia Xuanmian. I rank one hundred and sixty-second within the clan."
This young expert of the Flood Dragon Demon Clan did not dare conceal anything and reported every detail truthfully.
"So that's how it is. You are a descendant of Ninth Sister Tai Xia Yuan. No wonder, no wonder..."
Venerable Subduing Dragon King—now "Tu Menluo"—nodded.
This immortal-god-level expert had hidden himself deeply. His true immortal spirit consciousness did not reveal itself, merely attaching itself to Tu Qiansui's Primordial Spirit. The aura around him was as vast as an ocean, as oppressive as a prison, while deep within his Primordial Spirit lurked a mysterious aura containing the arcana of cosmic spacetime and immortal laws.
"And with such a low ranking, it is no wonder a junior like you was sweet-talked into coming here to save me. You probably have no idea what the Heavenly Softshell Turtle Clan and the Flood Dragon Sage think of me. That is why you foolishly