The air within the Heart-Listening Pavilion suddenly tightened.
Song Shiyi looked over, a faint Vermilion Bird cry sounding around him. Xu Xuan's Mysterious Yin Reverse Scale stirred in response and actually revealed itself, deep mysterious yin light surging with lightning, supremely noble and exalted.
The moment Xin Chang finished speaking, he collapsed unconscious. Several noble-blooded creatures who knew him immediately carried him out of the pavilion.
Xu Xuan stared at Xin Chang with an unfriendly gaze, cursing inwardly.
That lion had better never fall into my hands, or I'll cut out his tongue.
The surrounding demons looked at the Mysterious Yin Reverse Scale on Xu Xuan's neck. Many showed astonishment, while those of lesser bloodlines immediately bowed and called out:
"Greetings, Dragon Prince."
Xu Xuan felt considerable pressure now. He vaguely sensed something was wrong, but the demons around him had already begun shouting.
"We beg the Dragon Prince to stand up for our kind!"
"Mighty is the Dragon Prince!"
Similar cries rang out. Some genuinely meant it, while others were fanning the flames, eager to see the two fight.
"So you are Dragon Prince Youdu. I've long heard of you."
Upon seeing Xu Xuan, Song Shiyi knew who he was-the one who had become the Fire Crow's disciple.
Had he been a direct-line Dragon Prince from the Eastern Sea or Northern Sea, Song Shiyi would indeed have been somewhat wary. But a mixed-blood cast out of Mist Marsh was another matter altogether.
The Song Clan scion's thoughts raced. He had come to meet Elder Yuan, not to invite complications like these. What exactly did the white fox clan intend?
Pressed by those around him, Xu Xuan could only step forward and say gravely:
"So you are a descendant of the Imperial Clan. A pleasure to meet you."
He could