Southern Country, Wutong Mountain, Phoenix City.
Fiery red parasol leaves rustled in gusts of hot wind, while leaves drifted down through the air.
Beneath a towering parasol tree, a woman in a fiery red gown slowly turned around. Her eyes were crimson as flames, her skin fair, her face beautiful, and her figure slender.
Even her long gown could not conceal her voluptuous figure. Her delicate bare feet rested on the parasol leaves, and she exuded the commanding presence of an empress.
She was Feng Yu, leader of the Phoenix Tribe and ruler of the Southern Country. Many demons in the Southern Country respectfully called her Emperor Yu.
"Mr. Guigu, what brings you all this way?"
Emperor Yu spoke softly, yet her voice carried immense authority. An overwhelming aura pressed down on Guigu below her, forcing all the parasol leaves in the air to sink and fall to the ground.
"The Wolf Tribe of the Western Country is fiercely ambitious and seeks to dominate the Demon World. The leader of our Northern Country White Tiger Tribe and the leader of the Eastern Country have both fallen at the hands of Wolf King Mingye...
"I have come on the orders of our White Tiger Tribe's Snow Emperor to form an alliance with your tribe and resist the Wolf Tribe's aggression together!"
Guigu remained composed, straightened his back, and smiled as he spoke.
Deep down, however, he was shaken. He could sense that Emperor Yu's oppressive aura was no weaker than that of the late Fūzetsuga. Her strength was certainly formidable.
"An alliance... is unnecessary!"
Emperor Yu gave a faint smile that made even the scenery around her seem more beautiful, then flatly rejected Guigu's proposal.
"Why? Is your tribe truly so confident that it can withstand Wolf King Mingye's methods?"
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