Blood-Red Altar.
Someone.
Sat quietly beneath an incomplete, nameless divine statue.
Another stood with his hands behind his back at the front of the Blood-Red Altar, smiling as he welcomed Yue Yang and the others. What Yue Yang most wanted to do to this elegant middle-aged scholar with a face full of smiles was punch him square in the face, flatten that nose, smash every tooth in his mouth, then make the bastard swallow them all with his blood... Of course, he could only think about it. If he really threw a punch, it would not be easy for Yue Yang's fist to hit this super-strong expert known as the Central Divine Temple's foremost strategist.
"Welcome, welcome!" At the sight of Yue Yang, the middle-aged scholar was in an excellent mood. He performed an elegant welcoming salute with impeccable manners. "If you do not find this humble hall beneath your dignity, I am willing to serve as your witness. Whether it is Yue Titan, Third Young Master of the Yue Family representing the Heaven-Piercing Tower, or Nine-Headed, Black Dread, and the three Tian Long clans representing the Heaven Realm, I can promise to remain impartial—neither biased nor protective—and serve as a fair, just, and open neutral witness. Here, I swear by the will of the ancient gods that I shall absolutely not interfere with either side."
"Thank you, Dongfang. You are the fairest sage; everyone in the world knows it. We trust you." The two-headed dragon Gu Ang of the Tian Long clan answered with a wolf-and-jackal smile.
"We have no objections either." The black bear demon and wild boar demon exchanged glances.
Though they were each demon kings and regional overlords in the Upper Heaven Realm, their wits were not as crude as their rugged appearances suggested.
Their minds