"You really underestimate my Demon Court!"
Di Jun was slightly taken aback, then spoke with disdain.
The Dragon Clan had existed in the previous-to-last calamity. Though a few old fellows had survived, Ancestor Dragon was gone. The current Dragon Clan was far inferior to the Demon Court!
As for the Tiger Clan, it was merely a part of the demon race. Only a few Innate divine beings who remained outside the demon race had some ability, but they were far beneath even the Dragon Clan, let alone the Demon Court.
"Haofeng, what business do you have with me?"
Di Jun looked at Jiang Haofeng below, guessing at his purpose.
Coming to find him at a time like this, it should be because of Ji Meng. Could it be that he had come to plead for mercy?
Di Jun had never considered the possibility that Ji Meng had been defeated by the human race. After all, Ji Meng was a Quasi-Saint, an ancient powerhouse who had cultivated in seclusion for nearly three calamities. How long had the human race existed? A hundred-odd thousand epochs at most. Producing someone at the late Grand Luo Golden Immortal stage was already their limit. Producing a Quasi-Saint was basically impossible.
A Quasi-Saint was someone who had already entered the Dao, someone who had truly stepped across the threshold of the Great Dao. How difficult was that? Let alone a hundred-odd thousand epochs—even over a full calamity, becoming a Quasi-Saint was exceedingly difficult.
At that thought, a faint smile appeared in Di Jun's heart. Perhaps the human race had decent talent, but it was ultimately a newborn race. If the demon race brought out its true strength, taking down the human race would be effortless!
"I have come to return a member of your race."
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