Chen Hao slowly rose after taking out Black Veil with a single strike. Standing amid the scorched black earth, he looked like an Apocalypse Herald descended upon the world, capable of crushing everything here.
The other Rakshasa Gang members nearby, who had been eyeing Chen Hao hungrily, were so terrified by the sight that they wet themselves and scattered in all directions.
The Demon Gate Master, who had been watching from atop Flying Bird, also let out a rare exclamation of surprise when he saw Chen Hao's strike. "That fire..."
With that, the Demon Gate Master directed Flying Bird to descend.
The moment he landed, Long Aotian blocked his path. "Your opponent is me."
The Demon Gate Master chuckled. "Chief Long, it's been more than half a year since we last parted, hasn't it? Who would have thought we'd meet again like this?"
Seeing that the Demon Gate Master was still joking around, Long Aotian bluntly called him out. "Cut the damn act. I bet Rakshasa was already planning to wipe out Ancient Dragon when we first met, wasn't it?"
The Demon Gate Master smiled without admitting or denying it.
A trace of puzzlement crossed Long Aotian's face. "Hmph. I guessed as much long ago. What I don't understand is why you chose us."
The Demon Gate Master pointed to Flying Bird beside him, long dead but still standing there like a zombie. "Because you have them."
"You understand better than anyone how important a spirit beast is to a Qi Refiner. We at Rakshasa have all the cultivation techniques, Spirit Artifacts, spirit arrays, and Spirit Pills we need. The only thing we lack is a spirit beast."
Hearing that the Demon Gate Master had contemplated exterminating the entire Ancient Dragon Clan merely for his own gain, Long Aotian could