The noisy island reveled for a long time, and the deeds of this half-demon Dragon King were discussed with relish all across it.
Unfortunately, there was neither night nor day here, only a sea of blood-red.
Xiao Feng had long since left the throne. After disguising himself, he and Ma Xingye quietly slipped away from the boisterous Demon Race and headed toward the Blood Lake.
Excitement filled Xiao Feng's face, his hands clenched tight. Several years had passed since he descended the mountain, and this was his first time seeing Eldest Senior Brother again. It felt as though the day Eldest Senior Brother led him through the sect gates had been only yesterday.
Behind him, Ma Xingye looked at Xiao Feng with some concern. Words rose to his lips, but he still did not say them.
He very much wanted to remind Xiao Feng that neither of them was a disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect anymore, and they even bore the identities of half-demons now. Deep down, Ma Xingye was a little worried that Ouyang had come here to take Xiao Feng back to the Azure Cloud Sect.
If Xiao Feng agreed, everything they had gained would turn to foam.
"Senior Brother Xiao, what will you do if Senior Brother Ouyang asks you to return to the Azure Cloud Sect?" Ma Xingye finally could not help asking.
"Return to the Azure Cloud Sect? What would I go back there for?" Xiao Feng stopped and asked in surprise.
Ma Xingye frowned slightly. "Senior Brother Ouyang suddenly appearing here is far too much of a coincidence. Could he have come here specifically to find you and bring you back to the sect?"
Hearing Ma Xingye's words, Xiao Feng stopped. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head. "I never entered