A rumbling growl rose from the Inverse Stele Emperor's throat, and blood-red light slowly began to seep from his body, making the enormous, thousand-foot stele look even more imposing.
With a smile on his face, the Shellwing Emperor glanced at Fang Yun and Yue Kong before meeting the Inverse Stele Emperor's gaze.
The Inverse Stele Emperor said, "Your power is formidable. You and I can divide the valley's treasures equally!"
"Oh? Your senses are very keen." The Shellwing Emperor hovered in midair, slowly flying forward. He wore a smile throughout, treating Fang Yun and the other two as though they did not exist, like a scion of imperial blood possessed of a sovereign's majesty.
Yue Kong immediately grew tense. "Shellwing, you and I both belong to the Fierce Things Race. How can you trust a Fierce Spirit? You weren't here to see it, but he first killed two Demon Barbarians allied with him, then tried to kill the Elephant-Man Fierce Spirit. There is no possibility of cooperating with him. The human beside me can bear witness. He is a Void Sage of the Human Race and would never lie."
Fang Yun nodded lightly. "I can guarantee that what Yue Kong said is true. This Inverse Stele Emperor has been killing his own allies all along."
"Is what these two said true?" the Shellwing Emperor asked, looking at the Inverse Stele Emperor.
The Inverse Stele Emperor said firmly, "Absolutely not. Our allies either fell in battle or fled. How could I be someone who slaughters his own allies? Shellwing, think carefully. Will you join them for only thirty percent, or join me for fifty percent? I believe even a child of the Fierce Things Race could work out that calculation. What's more, if you join them, you will face an Emperor