"Emperor Xuanwu is a clever man. Over the years, he has drawn many Human Clan forces to his side, and even some from the Ancient Clan have befriended him," said Mu Xi.
The Green Emperor nodded, "In these chaotic times, a Martial Alliance without a Holy Emperor to hold fort is understandable for him to act this way.
"The Ancient Clan befriended by him includes the Demon Dragon Clan, which happens to be Brother Mo's mortal enemy," Mu Ruqing said.
Hearing this, Mo Wangchen narrowed his eyes. He hadn't expected the Demon Dragon Clan to establish ties with the Xuanwu Alliance.
"Kid, just be careful yourself. If you really can't hold out, come back to this Holy Mountain. Don't worry about one Ancient King, even ten wouldn't dare to chase you here," Big White Dog said, sticking out its tongue at Mo Wangchen.
"When Lin Feng left, how many Sword Intents did he leave here?" Mo Wangchen asked in confusion.
"Three,"
