The Demon Kings present rolled their eyes. The Sea-Calming Dragon King had arrived brimming with menace, yet in the end, he still obediently paid his respects to Fang Yun. It was truly beyond expectation.
Yet none of them said anything. After all, the Literary Star Dragon Noble had held an exalted position in ancient times. Fang Yun was using a chicken feather as an arrow, but Ao Cang truly had no way to deal with it. Otherwise, with Fang Yun's ancient methods, he could directly imprison Ao Cang.
Ao Cang raised his head, his dragon whiskers drifting in the air, and said coldly, "Fang Yun, I respect the Literary Star Dragon Noble of my race, but I do not respect you! Within the Dragon Gate, you actually cut off the path of my Western Sea Dragon Race, making it impossible for us to leap through the Dragon Gate to the end. I had originally intended to settle this debt with you, but I never expected you to foolishly lure us here. Then today, we shall settle both old and new grudges!"
Fang Yun said evenly, "As a member of the Dragon Race, you naturally know something about the Ancient Demons' Grand Competition Order. Compare the Grand Competition Orders in your hand and mine. What is different?"
As he spoke, Fang Yun imitated Bing Tong, lightly tossing the crystal-like Grand Competition Order into the air before catching it.
The other Demon Kings had no idea what was going on and turned to look at Ao Cang. They saw only Ao Cang gritting his teeth.
"Fang Yun, you had been planning this ever since the Three Valleys Battle?" Ao Cang asked, forcibly suppressing his fury.
"That is right. When I discovered that the Three Valleys Battle was a relatively intact Ancient Demon