Chapter 1847: Changes in the Divine Continent, the Decline of the Demon Race
"I, Xia Wulong, am not someone who cannot accept defeat. You defeated me; from now on, my life is yours," Xia Wulong said solemnly.
"Is there anyone else among you who refuses to accept this?" Xu Zimo looked at the crowd behind him and asked.
Everyone fell silent.
Clearly, Xia Wulong was already considered quite strong among them.
If even Xia Wulong had been instantly defeated, they had enough self-awareness to know there was no need to fight at all.
"Alright, alright, harmony brings wealth," Zhao Guangrong said with a smile from the side.
"I have already made some simple arrangements. Everyone should perform their duties and work together to guard Flame Mountain. That is what truly matters."
Xu Zimo did not say anything more.
He had no sense of belonging toward Jade Pool. He had agreed purely for the Ancient God inheritance.
If he could defend it, then he would defend it. If not, he would make a clean getaway.
This was not his home. Naturally, he was different from these people.
The others all withdrew one after another.
Only Xia Wulong gave him a friendly smile.
Flame Mountain stretched beyond reach, and all one could see was fire and crimson.
What made Xu Zimo's heart palpitate was the interior of Flame Mountain.
It was said that this place contained the core of the flames, and even Dao Fruit Experts would be burned to death if they entered.
Under normal circumstances, this place remained sealed.
Now that Jade Pool faced a great calamity, they naturally undid the seal, preparing to make use of these flames.
Xu Zimo found a high place and sat cross-legged, placing Overlord Shadow across his knees as he began to meditate.