After downing a glass of wine, Wu Liang became somewhat more sober and calm.
He paused for a moment, then looked around the hall and suddenly noticed something was wrong, so he narrowed his eyes.
"Where is the Seventh Elder? And the others? Why aren't they here?"
The Seventh Elder was his trump card today, and also the only Saint Realm expert from the Chongming Bird whom he had secretly befriended.
Although the other party is also of mixed race, he holds a high position in the clan due to his strength!
If she were here today, she might attract many Holy Spirit from other races to side with her, making things easier for her.
However, the banquet was about to begin, but the Seventh Elder was still nowhere to be seen. Wu Liang gently gripped the wine cup in his hand, his eyes darkened, and a bad premonition inexplicably arose in his heart.
Soon, his premonition became a reality.
"The Second Young Master has arrived!"
With a cry from the tribesmen, the Second Young Master, Wu Lie, has arrived!
Unlike Wu Liang, who looks almost indistinguishable from Human Race, Wu Lie, as a pure-blooded Chongming Bird, has the most authentic Chongming Bird color in his hair. He is dressed in fiery red, which makes him look extremely arrogant, and the feathers on his ears further highlight his identity.
Beside him was a stunningly beautiful woman, fiery and passionate; just one glance at her seemed to burn you with her red hair.
Her name was Feng Yan, and she was a prodigy of the Fire Phoenix Clan.
The two acted intimately, followed by many Phoenix Race Holy Spirit and Chongming Bird Clan members who sided with Wu Lie.
As the two walked towards their location, many people gasped in surprise as they passed by.
"Princess Feng Yan of the Phoenix Race? I'm not seeing things, am I? Hiss... The news was right after all. It seems that Young Master Wu Lie's lineage is really preparing for a marriage alliance with the Phoenix Race!"
The speaker's eyes were piercing, and his gaze toward Wu Lie was filled with an added intensity.
In the Luo Heaven Domain, the Phoenix Race's strength should not be underestimated.
If he could gain the support of the Phoenix Race's Holy Spirit, then Wu Lie's chances of becoming the next Demon Saint would greatly increase.
While everyone else was marveling at the situation, the attention of the Wu Liang people was drawn to a figure following behind Wu Lie.
It was a woman.
A striking white streak peeked through her dark hair, not a solid color, but instead of making her look old, it gave her a unique, dreamlike beauty.
And there is only one person with such an image who is qualified to participate in the banquet.
Wu Liang's eyes darkened.
Seventh Elder...
Even before seeing the other person, he already had a guess in his mind, and when that guess was actually confirmed, it still angered him.
"Seventh Elder, what do you mean by this?"
He showed no anger on his face, but spoke in a deep voice, his eyes slightly narrowed. He supported himself on one knee with one arm, sitting on the cushion, exuding an air of carefree elegance. No one could tell that Wu Liang had already sentenced the Seventh Elder to death in his heart.
The other two elders who protected the path were also extremely shocked and furious.
"Seventh Elder, you've gone too far!"
You have to understand that they paid a considerable price to win over the Seventh Elder!
Various treasures were exchanged for the other party's support, and the other party also promised to stand by the Third Young Master in critical moments!
But now, she's standing by the second young master's side!
What does this mean!?
Wu Liang and the two elders' angry remarks attracted a lot of attention, and even drew a somewhat mocking look from Wu Lie.
He walked side by side with Feng Yan and sat down in his seat, which was right across from Wu Liang.
He placed one hand on Feng Yan's shoulder, and looked towards Wu Liang with a hint of pity and sneer.
" Wu Liang, Wu Liang, what can I say about you? You're so naive..."
"You don't actually think the Seventh Elder would support a piece of trash like you, do you?"
"So many years have passed, and your cultivation has not improved an inch. The drawbacks and disadvantages of being mixed-race have indeed become apparent, hehe..."
"Don't you realize that what you can give, I can also give, and what you can't give, I can also give? What do you have to compare with me?"
"Now that things have come to this, you think you can compete with me for the title of Demon Saint?"
He held his head high with a mocking sneer, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt, and his words were utterly hurtful and merciless.
"If it weren't for the fact that you still have some of my clan's blood in you, you would have been driven out of this Saint City long ago!"
"Otherwise, do you think you'd still be sitting here? Pshaw!"
Wu Liang ignored Wu Lie.
He simply stared calmly at the Seventh Elder, trying to find a trace of remorse on the other's face.
But the Seventh Elder sat comfortably behind Wu Lie, not even glancing at him, his face full of indifference.
like...
She acted as if she hadn't betrayed anyone at all.
Or rather, she believed that what she did was completely right and a matter of course.
After Wu Lie finished speaking, many people, eager to curry favor with this young master who was likely to become the next ruler of the Demon Race, chimed in with their opinions.
"The Second Young Master is right. To borrow a saying from the Human Race, people strive for higher positions, while water flows downhill. This mere half-blood wants to keep the Seventh Elder here? Ha..."
"That's utterly absurd."
"The Third Young Master is also failing to see the situation clearly. It's not just the Seventh Elder who has left him; why make trouble at the banquet? Isn't this just needlessly losing face?"
"He probably thought that with the Seventh Elder involved, he would have a chance of winning."
"Hahahaha... What a joke! With his strength and influence, he thinks he can compete with the other two young masters? To say he has no chance of winning is to give him too much credit!"
A group of people, almost none of them spoke up for Wu Liang.
The few mixed-race people behind him wanted to speak, but before they could open their mouths, they were humiliated and forced to shut up.
The other Holy Spirit Demon Race Clan members who sided with the eldest and second young masters were quite clear-headed and didn't hesitate to kick them while they were down.
After all, in their eyes, the Third Young Master had no chance of winning.
The consequences of vying for the throne can be brutal, and they certainly don't want to fail and be completely wiped out. Therefore, there's absolutely no way they would say a good word for this mixed-race third young master!
Just as everyone was discussing this, a dignified Ziping and composedly strode into the main hall.
He wore a bright silver cloak, which shone with spiritual light, making it clear that he was no ordinary being.
The signature touch of gold on his ear feathers further signifies his identity.
The eldest son of the Chongming Bird Clan, Wu Huan!
Everyone looked at him, a look of surprise immediately appearing in their eyes.
I wasn't surprised by the young master, but by the young man beside him!
That young man...
It's Human Race!
Human Race are scarce in the Luo Heaven Domain because it is the territory of the Demon Race. Furthermore, the Holy Spirit are targets for Human Race capture, and countless Holy Spirit have become slaves to Human Race. Therefore, the Luo Heaven Domain is very hostile to Human Race, and very few Human Race come to the Luo Heaven Domain.
It's one thing if the young man beside the Wu Huan is Human Race.
Behind this young man, closely following him and the Wu Huan, were surprisingly a number of other Human Race!
There were Demon Race in the hall who disliked Human Race, but at this moment, they seemed to have their mouths sealed shut, remaining completely silent.
For no other reason than that the aura emanating from these Human Race was increasingly profound, not to mention that the young master Wu Huan was actually walking side by side with that youth. These people were definitely not beings they could afford to offend at will!
Inside the hall, people gradually recognized the identities of these Human Race.
They stared at the robes worn by the Human Race, at the distinctive family crests, and murmured in disbelief.
"This is..."
" The Yuan Clan Saint Clan of the Profound Heaven Holy Land of the Human Race!?"