Hearing this, Wen Zhong scoffed. "If Lu Ya is really like that, he has no business being Emperor! He isn't even fit to be the Demon Race's crown prince! Someone like him has no business leading the Demon Race. No wonder they don't accept him!"
Chapter 1890: Nuwa Inheritance
"So Lu Ya has the Golden Crow Bloodline, but what a disappointment of a son! Dijun was so formidable, yet Lu Ya is so weak. If we kill Lu Ya, the Demon Race probably won't interfere." Ren smiled calmly.
Nezha shook his head slightly. "I don't think so. Lu Ya is still Dijun's only child. The Demon Race may leave him alone, but they won't stand by and watch him die. I even suspect they're letting the Wu Clan hunt him to toughen him up."
Well, what could Ren say to that? If he wanted to kill Lu Ya, he would inevitably have to face the Demon Race.
Shaking his head, Ren turned his gaze back to the Mystic Light Mirror.
Ren knew that, with his strength as a Golden Immortal, he had no chance of intervening in what was happening before him.
And if he wanted to take on the Demon Race, his cultivation was far too low.
After several battles, Ren, who had hoped to remain hidden, had instead become impossible to miss. Even the darkness of night could no longer conceal his brilliance. Exposure was his only choice.
Ren stared into the Mystic Light Mirror and thought, This fight won't end anytime soon. I need to find a chance to go into seclusion. I've gained a lot from this battle. I might even be able to break through to the Grand Unity Realm!
Ren made up his mind to go into seclusion.
But Tianpeng, who had been