"So that's how it is!" Feng Wu laughed. "No wonder I could sense the location of the Great Sacred Hall from anywhere within the Sacred Realm of a Thousand Demons. Especially when I sparred with Saint Peng earlier, I even felt a force drawing me in. So that was the reason!"
Hearing Feng Wu call their previous battle a spar, the Golden-Winged Great Peng laughed loudly. "Earlier, I was still resentful that Saint Ni had schemed against me. But thinking about how I gained a blessing from a misfortune, I can't be bothered to argue with him anymore!"
"Indeed!" Feng Wu said with deep earnestness. "The human race has a saying: when the masses share one will, they can build a city wall! If the Seven Great Sages of our Great Sacred Hall cannot stand united, how could we possibly..."
At this point, Feng Wu found himself at a loss for words. Yes, how could they possibly? Resist the human race's invasion? Resist foreign enemies? However, his eyes rolled, and he hurriedly covered it up. "How could we possibly withstand Dragon Island's sowing of discord? How could we avoid disaster rising within our own walls?"
"What Saint Feng said strikes deep into my heart!" the Golden-Winged Great Peng cried. "The Dragon Race is clearly a branch of our Demon Race, yet they insist on calling themselves the Dragon Race and splitting themselves off! They even set up a Dragon Island and forcibly stand as equals against our Great Sacred Hall! There are also four Dragon Palaces across the Four Seas, and they are even stronger than our Sacred Realm of a Thousand Demons! Damn it, the more I look at them, the more displeased I become! And that Black Armored Five-Horned Dragon—on the surface, it seems at odds with Dragon