"Flood Dragon King, would you be willing to join forces with me and get rid of these two?"
"They slaughtered your kin. Don't you want to avenge them and wash away the hatred in your blood?"
As Song Wen fended off Ji Yue and Yuan Rong's attacks, he raised his voice.
With Song Wen's current strength, he had no need to fear Ji Yue and Yuan Rong. But if he wanted to kill them, he truly had little confidence.
Moreover, the Flood Dragon King was watching like a tiger from the side, Xuan Li's stance was unclear, and even Feng Zhongli gave Song Wen cause for concern.
He had no choice but to devote part of his attention to guarding against the flood dragon and the two others, making it difficult for him to fight with all his strength.
That was why Song Wen made this proposal.
If he could persuade the Flood Dragon King, then though it was like plotting with a tiger for its skin, he could easily dispose of Ji Yue and Yuan Rong.
More importantly, Song Wen wanted to test the Flood Dragon King and see what attitude it held toward the human cultivators.
On the surface, the deaths of the five human cultivators present would benefit the Flood Dragon King.
Thus, if the Flood Dragon King helped neither side, it would mean that their arrival here was likely no accident, but something the Flood Dragon King had deliberately arranged for some other scheme.
"The disputes among you humans have nothing to do with this king. Do not even think of dragging this king into them." As the Flood Dragon King spoke, it retreated another thousand li into the distance.
Song Wen narrowed his eyes slightly.
He was eighty or ninety percent certain that the Flood