"Not going to watch the fun?"
Chen Xuan came back to his senses and smiled at Xiao Yan, whose expression beside him was grave.
"Since Your Majesty has invited me, I can hardly refuse!"
Xiao Yan also came back to his senses. He had heard every word of their conversation, but what concerned him most was that Han Feng had actually secured that drop of Eighth-Rank Magical Beast blood essence.
Han Feng was undoubtedly Xiao Yan's mortal enemy, so he paid particular attention to the man.
But what use did that fellow have for a drop of eighth-rank blood essence bought at such an enormous price?
Breaking through to Dou Zun? He was still worlds away from that.
"An Eighth-Rank Magical Beast's blood essence is a priceless treasure. Han Feng naturally knows its value. If it were offered in the Central Plains, its price would probably multiply several times over."
Seemingly noticing Xiao Yan's confusion, Yao Lao spoke directly. "An Eighth-Rank Magical Beast's blood essence doesn't merely offer a chance to break through to Dou Zun. It can also greatly aid breakthroughs in the Dou Huang Realm and the Dou Zong realm. That traitorous disciple likely intends to use it to reach Dou Zong."
"With his talent, that traitorous disciple should have reached Dou Zong long ago. But he insisted on cultivating that incomplete Flame Mantra, leaving his strength stranded halfway up the ladder. It serves him right."
After hearing Yao Lao's words, Chen Xuan understood as well.
"In that case, let's go!"
Looking at Xiao Yan, Chen Xuan slowly rose. Spatial power surged around his body, lifting him straight off the ground and suspending him in midair before he headed directly toward Demon Cloud City's gates.
Whoosh!
Watching Chen Xuan depart, Xiao Yan sent Dou Qi surging out of