"Xiong Tu, lead them in holding Fang Yun back. Remember, don't try to kill them-just hold them back! If you cause the Ancient Demon Clan's plan to fail, take your own life." The Ancient Ape King coldly looked down at Xiong Tu, who stood less than half his height.
Humiliated and angry, Xiong Tu said, "I still have one last Dragon Race treasure. I was imprisoned by the Sin Turtle Prison Chariot before I had a chance to use it."
"No. Unless absolutely necessary, don't recklessly use Dragon Race treasures. All you need to do is defend! Do you hear me?" The Ancient Squid King eyed him like a tiger eyeing its prey.
"Yes, Your Highness! Follow me!" Xiong Tu led all the Bear Demon Kings and the three Grand Academicians swimming toward Fang Yun and the others.
Mo Yao's and Tang Jianqiu's eyes seethed with murderous intent, but Lian Pingchao's gaze flickered, and he hung back timidly.
Xiong Tu roared, "Fang Yun, watch me take that head off your shoulders!"
Mo Yao sneered coldly and used Tongue Blossoms Thunder. "Wei Huangan, today I'll show you that I, Mo Yao, am the foremost Grand Academician of Bloodmang Ancient Land!"
"Yun Zhaochен, you always looked down on me back then, treating me as a lackey rather than a friend. I'll make you regret everything you did!" A smug smile appeared at the corner of Tang Jianqiu's mouth.
A trace of hatred flashed across Yun Zhaochен's face. He took a deep breath and said, "You three Grand Academicians are acting no differently from the Rebel Species! I urge you to rein in your horses at the cliff's edge. If you persist in your delusion, decades of effort will go flowing down the river!"
"The Human Race needs you three!" Wei Huangan declared.