"Be careful. On our last trip to the Immortal Ancient battlefield, we not only let them seize the Heaven and Earth Bag, but also lost many promising Immortal Seedlings."
An Lan's missing arm had already regrown. His tone was grave as he warned Yu Tuo.
The setback had cooled An Lan's head, restoring his usual cunning and caution.
In the original storyline, this fellow's arrogance and endless swagger had only come out when he was bullying the weak. In truth, he loved ambushing others and snuffing out the Heavenly Prodigies of the Nine Heavens. For instance, An Lan's ambushes had played a part in the deaths of all three Quasi-Immortal Kings among the Ten Fiends.
He had ambushed the Heavenly Horned Ant.
He had ambushed the Thunder Emperor, using traitorous lackeys in the Primordial Ancient Realm to lay a trap and kill him.
He had also ambushed the Female Kunpeng.
"Rest assured. In the end, they're merely youngsters who haven't had time to grow. They're no cause for concern.
"The Heavenly Prodigies taking the field this time are all elites of the Royal Clans and Emperor Clans. They should be able to test the mettle of the current younger generation of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths."
Kundi spoke calmly, without joy or sorrow.
It was as though his earlier anger had all been an act. An old monster like him, who had lived far too long, cared only about becoming an emperor. He had little interest in anything else.
Only because his Immortal Refining Pot had been damaged, and even his Primordial Spirit imprint had burned itself away, had he been alerted and hurried over.
He had never expected to encounter an old acquaintance as well. The Kunpeng King, an old fossil who should have died long ago, had