Ao Zhou hurriedly unleashed his power, trying to break through the obstruction, but to his astonishment, he discovered that his strength was utterly useless. That meant one thing: in the Water Race hierarchy, Fang Yun ranked above him—and not by just a little.
Ao Zhou panicked. Though he was of the Flood Dragon Race, once he attained Saint Enfeoffment, he would effectively become a true member of the Dragon Race. If he were granted the title of Great Sage, he would be entered into the Dragon Race lineage, though his descendants would still be flood dragons.
A dignified Water Race Half-Sage, yet his control over water was inferior to that of a Human Race member?
In the past, Ao Zhou would have refused to accept it and challenged Fang Yun. But now, the stronger Fang Yun became, the more uneasy Ao Zhou felt.
"I did not come here to kill you. I came to tip off the Dragon Race and atone for my crimes through meritorious service..." Ao Zhou hurriedly turned around and stopped, only for his eyelids to twitch violently. He had never imagined that Fang Yun had already arrived before him. This meant that even without using the Legalist School's power, Fang Yun could still capture three Saints.
Now, even the speed the Demon Barbarians prided themselves on had been surpassed by Fang Yun.
"Oh? What secret?" Fang Yun asked.
Ao Zhou was about to speak, but immediately shut his mouth. Then he said, "I swore a poisonous oath over this matter, so I cannot tell you. But you know, I can go somewhere for a stroll. I will not take you there, and you must not follow me. If anything happens, it has nothing to do with me."
Fang Yun nodded. The Demon Barbarians wanted to launch