"For these next three years, I hope Mountain Lord Ji and Deputy Mountain Lord White Ape will join me at Skyvault Ravine..."
"To redraw the Demon Domain's plans!"
The Eight-Tailed Fox was equally sincere, treating worthy talent with courtesy and showing great humility as it bowed to Old White Ape.
Old White Ape stepped aside, and the two presented a picture of friendliness.
That sense of intimacy between them sent chills through anyone who knew the inside story.
Ji Hong remained seated in the distance, saying nothing.
But its image as a powerful force that could crush the Human Race had already been deeply branded into every member of the Demon Clan's mind.
Even the Demon Gods concealed in midair were very satisfied with Ji Hong.
As long as Ji Hong had no desire to ascend to Demon God, it would be the sharpest spear in these Demon Gods' hands.
As for the fury in its heart, that too gradually subsided with Old White Ape's words.
Indeed.
Just as Old White Ape had said, three years from now, what could the Human Race... possibly do?
They had already waited over a hundred years. What were another three?
In this battle, they had already glimpsed the first light of hope.
So, viewed that way, this defeat was not unacceptable.
Likewise, this outcome was the best one for Old White Ape and Ji Hong.
After all, the Eight-Tailed Fox was deeply entrenched and no fool. After making a mistake, it had quickly begun salvaging the failed outcome.
Under these circumstances, finishing it off in one blow would be difficult.
They might even be destroyed if the Eight-Tailed Fox decided to take them down with it.
Rather than that, it was better to go along with the situation and offer it a way