Lu Chuan watched as the Peng Demon King walked toward Moyun Cave.
Princess Iron Fan said in a low voice, "I never thought the insufferably arrogant Peng Demon King would be defeated by you today too. You're going to become famous."
"It was only one exchange. No victor was decided." Lu Chuan's gaze flickered.
Just now, the Peng Demon King had merely been careless. He had not brought out his advantage in speed at all. In addition, even if the Peng Demon King's fleshly body was formidable, it was impossible for him to have come away completely unscathed under the Plantain Fan earlier, so after all that was added together, he had suffered a small loss this time.
Of course, Lu Chuan had not used his full strength in that punch. He had only been breaking up a fight; the two of them had not yet reached the point of fighting to the death.
The demons at the entrance of Moyun Cave were dumbstruck, utterly stunned.
No one would doubt the strength of the Peng Demon King and those other demon sages. The mountain cliff that had just been crushed to pieces like tofu by a single claw was the best proof.
A hundred years ago, the Seven Great Sages among the Demon Realm's younger generation had once been the most top-tier figures. If they were given time to grow, they would certainly become terrifying figures, even overlords who dominated a region.
How high-spirited those seven had once been, endowed with talent from the heavens, their limelight in the Demon Realm unmatched for a time.
It was only after their eldest brother, the Heaven-Leveling Great Sage Bull Devil King, was captured and suppressed by Tathagata that the other six became much more low-key.
Therefore, when they saw Lu Chuan trade