Huang Shuo turned to look at the Dream Temple. Just as Jiang Feng had said, the emerald green light it emitted was already fading, and it could sink at any moment.
Moreover, Ling Xiao had said earlier that an Elf Dragon that had lived for tens of thousands of years dwelled beneath the Dream Temple. Huang Shuo knew he was no match for it, unless the Demon God Emperor came in person.
But would A Bao and the others still be alive by then?
"Why should I believe you?" Huang Shuo glanced at Jiang Feng.
"It seems A Bao's life isn't worth much, even as the Demon Race Crown Prince."
Jiang Feng spoke indifferently, raising a hand and waving toward Dream Paradise. The thorny shrubs connecting the Dream Temple to the shore slowly began to disappear. The temple itself trembled slightly and began to sink.
"You..." Huang Shuo paled and hastily shouted, "Wait!"
At that, Jiang Feng lifted his palm slightly, and the Dream Temple stopped sinking. It looked as though he was controlling its descent.
"I don't want excuses," Jiang Feng said. "I've already shown my sincerity, but I can't hold out much longer."
An idea struck Yao Li. He walked over to Jiang Feng and called out calmly, "Ten..."
Before anyone could understand what he meant, Yao Li continued, "Nine..."
"Eight..."
"Seven..."
"Holy shit, they're starting a countdown? That's ruthless." Ling Xiao and Han Ci stared dumbfounded at Jiang Feng and Yao Li's antics.
These two brats were truly wicked.
"Six..." Yao Li shouted.
"Stop counting!" Huang Shuo roared. With a wave of his hand, he sent a small pale yellow leather pouch flying toward Jiang Feng. In the end, he could not bear the pressure of letting all those Demon God heirs die inside Dream Paradise.
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