"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Feng Xian!"
"He Pingsheng isn't just your enemy. He's the common enemy of all four of our Divine Races!"
"Today, we fight with our backs to the river!"
"Our Dragon Race also took part in the encirclement back then!"
"If we stand by and watch He Pingsheng destroy you, our Dragon Race will be the next one he destroys!"
"How could our Dragon Race not understand that once the lips are gone, the teeth grow cold?"
Inside a vast palace in the Undying Volcano.
Ao Cheng, an Unbound Immortal of the Dragon Race dressed in a blue Daoist robe, was looking at Feng Xian, the Phoenix Race's sole remaining Unbound Immortal, and offering reassurance.
They were not the only two in this great hall. Aside from them, sixteen Demon Emperors of the Phoenix Race were also present.
"Thank you for the Dragon Race's support!" Feng Xian, a woman dressed in scarlet robes, looked at Ao Cheng. "But... Fellow Daoist Ao Cheng, are you the only one your Dragon Race sent?"
"Heh..."
Ao Cheng chuckled. "What, does the Phoenix Race doubt our Dragon Race's sincerity?"
"Not really!" Feng Xian said. "It just feels as though our strength is still a little lacking!"
"No!" Ao Cheng said. "Right now, He Pingsheng is the only person who can threaten the Phoenix Race!"
"The others are no cause for concern!"
"Besides, with He Pingsheng's abilities, once he strikes, no number of Mahayana Emperor Realm cultivators will help. None could withstand even a single exchange with him!"
"After all, even your Phoenix Emperor has already fallen!"
"So if we want to kill He Pingsheng, we old fellows will have to act!"
"Even taking ten thousand steps back!" Ao Cheng stood up. "You can rest assured, Fellow Daoist Feng Xian. After all,