Ancestral Dragon

"After him—"

Ma Lingyao had just been about to shout for them to give chase, but when he saw that the figure had vanished in the blink of an eye, he could only swallow the rest of his words awkwardly.

"Why didn't you chase him?"

Longji's figure flashed, and she arrived beside Lu Chuan, saying with some regret, "If you'd caught the Peng Demon King, you would have become Great Emperor Gouchen. What a pity. That chance slipped away right before our eyes..."

A glint flashed through Lu Chuan's eyes. "It's fine. I don't need to rely on that."

It seemed Longji still did not understand her father's intentions. But then again, there was no need for her to be drawn into this kind of game between great figures.

Longji shook her head helplessly.

Once the Bull Devil King fled, the lesser demons under him naturally scattered like monkeys from a fallen tree and tried to flee in all directions. However, they were surrounded by the Six Monsters of Mei Mountain, the Spirit Officials, the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals, and the rest. They stared in terror at the surrounding Heavenly Soldiers, their bodies trembling, unable even to keep a steady grip on the sabers, swords, and weapons in their hands.

Ma Lingyao looked down below and said, "True Lord, how should those lesser demons be dealt with? Should we..."

Killing intent flashed in his eyes as he drew a line across his neck.

Lu Chuan was speechless. "Can you not resort to fighting and killing at every turn? Blindly loving courage and fierce combat can't solve everything. You were like this before. Look, even now, you're still carrying such heavy killing intent."

He reached out and pressed Ma Lingyao's chest. Ma Lingyao immediately grimaced in pain and sucked in