"Heh, Fellow Daoist Haotian, after you officially took power in the Heavenly Court, your cultivation hardly improved, but your eyesight actually deteriorated. I've been here so long, yet you never recognized me. That truly surprised this old man." Seeing that Haotian had finally seen through his identity, Bai Ze flashed with divine light and returned to his original Innate Dao Body form, speaking to him with a chuckle.
Hearing Bai Ze mock him, Haotian's breathing grew heavier. He raised his hand, and the Haotian Pagoda in his grasp shone brightly.
At this, Feilian, standing behind Bai Ze, immediately conjured a fan inlaid with all manner of gemstones. This was his corpse-slashing treasure-the Seven-Colored Crystal Gold Fan.
"Fellow Daoist, are you certain you want to fight this old man here? I don't mind. If I happen to wipe out Great Shang's ministers for the Expounding Teaching, perhaps I can even earn some praise from Jade Pure afterward. But you would have a hard time explaining yourself to the Vermilion Bird Venerable, wouldn't you?" Looking at the hostility seething in Haotian before him, Bai Ze showed no nervousness whatsoever. He glanced around and posed the question.
Haotian frowned at those words. After a moment's hesitation, the light from the Haotian Pagoda in his hand gradually dimmed.
This choice did not surprise Bai Ze. He nodded, then turned and cupped his hands toward Wu Geng, who sat utterly dumbfounded on the throne. "King of Shang, this old man believes Feilian's words are most reasonable. Great Heavenly Venerable Haotian is indeed the best candidate to travel to the Northern Lands. Our Demon Race also looks forward to his early arrival and hopes he will not begrudge us his instruction."
With that, he straightened and looked at Haotian. "Of course, if the Great Heavenly Venerable