"Did he agree?" Jun Mochen looked at Qin Luo, somewhat surprised.
In his view, Xue Ze was a formidable figure. A gentleman did not stand beneath a crumbling wall—how could he so casually agree to something like this?
Once they entered the city, they would become food on someone else's platter.
Xuan Heng looked coldly at Qin Luo. "Heh, arrogant beyond measure."
In his view, it was not Qin Luo making concessions, but Qin Luo fearing nothing at all.
In terms of combat strength, Qin Luo already stood at the pinnacle of the Demon Realm.
He knew he could not possibly be Qin Luo's match, but combat strength had never been the Azure Abyss Black Tortoise Clan's forte. Their true strength lay in the formations they set up—their killing formations.
Throughout their long years, deduction and formations had always been their primary discipline.
Azure Abyss City was meant to become the future capital of the Demon Nation, and its formations had already been put in place.
Lei Xiao gave Qin Luo a deep look. He had just been prepared for Qin Luo to object, in which case he would strike forcefully and join You Zhenqiong in suppressing Qin Luo.
He had not expected Qin Luo to suddenly agree.
When something was out of the ordinary, did it not mean there was something sinister afoot?
It did not matter. He knew the Blood Beasts were coming with overwhelming momentum. Faced with their common enemy, Qin Luo would know how to choose.
Setting aside their disputes and fighting the enemy together was the righteous path.
None of those who had cultivated to this realm were fools.
He did not believe Qin Luo would be so irrational.
After Qin Luo agreed, he waved his hand, and the Departed Spirits under his command stopped