"How do you like this sword strike? You enjoy devouring, but can you swallow this down?"
The Great Wilderness Saint spoke with an easy tone, floating in the starry sky, his long sword shimmering, like a radiant Mini Sun.
The Immortal Emperor relaxed a little: "Thank you for lending a hand, Your Excellency!"
The Great Wilderness Saint smiled faintly: "I'm doing this not for the Immortal Realm, but for my Great Wilderness Palace. I understand the principle that if the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact."
The Immortal Emperor smiled: "That's right. Regardless of the conflicts between us, once we drive out the Abyss Demons and eliminate them from both worlds, we can sit down and talk. With today's alliance in battle as a bond, I believe there is nothing we can't negotiate."
The Great Wilderness Saint gave a leisurely smile: "What if the Demon Race from my Great Wilderness Palace wishes to move to the Immortal Realm?"
