Having done all that.
Only then did the Crimson-Blood Demon Emperor disperse his killing intent, his form transforming in an instant into a burly man clad in heavy armor.
He trod through the void, reaching the clouds in a few strides.
He cupped his hands toward the white-robed figure, an awkward smile spreading across his face.
"Sorry you had to see that, Eleventh Lord. A country shrew who knew nothing of proper manners."
"Well... Eleventh Lord, shall we set off now?"
Demon Emperor Qianyu glanced at him indifferently, not even bothering to say a word.
He swept his broad sleeve.
His figure instantly became a streak of light, trailing billowing black mist as he sped toward the eastern horizon.
The Crimson-Blood Demon Emperor took no offense. He straightened and turned his gaze toward the black-robed man.
The two traveled side by side, following close behind.
The wind howled.
The Crimson-Blood Demon Emperor could not help asking, "Hong Ling did send word that a true dragon had appeared... but how vast is the Eastern Region? Finding a true dragon deliberately hiding itself would be like fishing a needle out of the ocean."
At this, a flicker of suspicion crossed his eyes.
"Could the Third Lord already have reliable information?"
Hearing this.
The black-robed man chuckled. "The Third Lord's calculations are divine. Naturally, he has his methods."
"However..."
The black-robed man changed tack, slowly extending his right hand from his sleeve.
"We were also lucky enough to catch a little creature on the way who knew something. That's why we thought we'd visit the human dynasty to the east."
As he opened his palm.
A chicken demon no larger than a hand, its feathers disheveled, was held fast in his grip.
The chicken demon was clearly scared out of its wits, trembling