"Success! Success! My Feather Race will usher in a whole new era, I..."
"No! It is I, Feng Xi, who will become the true king of the Demon Race in the Chaotic Star Sea!"
"The Suanni King will soon pass away! Only that old flood dragon remains! Once I break through to the tenth rank, I'll show you who the true king of the Demon Race is!"
"Hahahaha! Hahahaha!"
But then he stopped again.
Bang!
Before he could sink into that inexplicable sense of loss, the stone door reinforced with a formation suddenly burst apart.
There was no need to think. Apart from Feng Xi, only one person here could have done that.
"The Golden Flood Dragon King is dead. The Chaotic Star Sea will be in turmoil for a while. I expect you to carry out the task I gave you properly! Otherwise, the next time I come to the Chaotic Star Sea, I'll be announcing that its Demon Race no longer exists!"
"Do you understand, Feng Xi?"
"Y-yes... I understand..."
Only then did he remember that he was nothing more than a puppet.
A puppet controlled by a human.
When Feng Xi turned around, no one was there anymore.
In truth, how could Feng Xi possibly be content to remain a puppet?
When Feng Xi had begun the final refinement, he had already decided that once he broke through, he would no longer obey Lu Shang. After all, there were no records whatsoever of a tenth-rank Wind-Splitting Beast. With the Wind-Thunder Wings supporting him as well, what could even the Golden Flood Dragon King do to him?
But how much time had passed?
Only a few months.
Yet Lu Shang had already killed that old earthworm in the sea.
Cleanly and decisively.
Not only that, but there had