Cao Zhengyang, of course, understood Hou Fei's feelings at this moment. Putting himself in his shoes, if a holy medicine he had carefully tended for a thousand years suddenly disappeared inexplicably, anyone would be furious.
"Brother Hou, please don't be angry. We will definitely help you with this!" Cao Zhengyang quickly walked over with a smile on his face, pulling Hou Mountain to sit down, trying to calm his emotions.
Canglan Mountain, Cyan Mist Mountain, East Ming Mountain...
These mountain ranges are inhabited by numerous great demons, each with a Demon King overseeing them, and they have good relations with each other.
If they really unite, it would be disastrous for the Five Sects.
After Hou Mountain sat down, his tone eased slightly and he said, "Anyway, we have at most half a year. We must find the Fusang Lingkui. Since there are many human cities and sects, it is inconvenient for us to show ourselves."
