"I came to find you for two reasons. First, I know you have cultivated in this abyss for ten thousand years, and your cultivation has not come easily. That is why I came to help you advance further. Second, I was born human and intend to invite you to become guest elders of the human race."
"You may consider it. Once you have made up your minds, you can go to the Heavenly Roc Tribe, one of the Feathered Race tribes. As for how you get there, that will depend on your own abilities. I will not help with that. It is getting late, and I have other matters to attend to, so I will leave first."
After saying this, Fang Yu vanished once more with Li Rong and Linglong.
Only the four great demon kings remained, staring at one another.
"Brother Six-Legged, do you know that senior's background?"
Mu Qing immediately asked Six-Legged.
"I wish I did. But since he is not a Mahayana senior from the Nether River Land and instead claims to come from the human race, he must be a Mahayana cultivator of the human race. Yet the human race is merely a minor race on the Wind Origin Continent. Since when did it produce such a powerful Mahayana senior? And he even knows of our existence. It truly defies comprehension. But the most important question now is whether we should go to the Heavenly Roc Tribe."
Six-Legged said gravely.
"If we do not go, perhaps we should not take this Nether River Divine Milk?"
Granny Gui's gaze burned as she stared at the Nether River Divine Milk Fang Yu had left behind.
Clearly, she intended to go.
Only then would she be qualified to take the Nether River Divine Milk Fang Yu had left behind.