Upon hearing their words, Meng Jingtian felt even more guilty. He patted his chest on the spot and promised that he would definitely save them. Immediately, the scene was filled with a scene of fatherly love, filial piety... Bah, the gods were kind, and the believers were devout and harmonious.
However, after he was moved, things had to return to normal. Meng Jingtian took out the demon-suppressing pagoda demon script that he had copied and asked the ancient monsters beside him, “Do any of you know these words? Who will translate them for me?”
Once the words were out, the ancient demons widened their eyes and looked at the rubbings in front of them in shock. For a moment, they were speechless.
“This... This is... the demon-subduing pagoda!”After a long while, the dragon tribe leader cautiously said with the approval of the other ancient demons.
“You know it? Then can you translate it for me? What is written on it?”Meng Jingtian’s eyes lit up. He had indeed found the right person!
