"Good, good, good."
Zhunti repeatedly praised it, completely ignoring Kunpeng's gloomy expression beside him.
I snatched them through my own abilities. If you're unhappy, then take them back by force.
At the thought of how these living beings could greatly expand the Western Sect, Zhunti could not wait to return.
However, there was still a good show to watch. He had to see it through before leaving.
"Demon Race, Wu Clan, and the North Sea Giant Demons... How will this battle be fought? How interesting."
It would have been better if Zhunti had said nothing. Once his words fell, the three sides began looking at one another with hostility. The atmosphere grew even more oppressive, and a killing aura emanated from all three camps.
Yet each side worried that if they fought one opponent, the third party would launch a sneak attack.
That was exactly what Zhunti wanted to see.
It would be best if the three forces descended into a melee. The more chaotic the battlefield, the more benefits he and the Western Sect disciples could pick up.
However, Zhunti was overthinking it. There was not a single fool present.
Kunpeng chuckled and looked toward Di Jiang and Bai Ze.
"Bai Ze, Di Jiang, the conflict between the Witch-Demon races has existed for a long time. Now that we have finally gathered together, why not take this opportunity to fight first? My North Sea Giant Demon race can wait for you to decide the victor."
Such obvious provocation was something anyone with eyes could see through.
Naturally, Bai Ze and Di Jiang would not fall for it. The two simply treated Kunpeng's words as wind by their ears, standing silently to one side without even bothering to glance at him.
Neither had forgotten the purpose of this trip.
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