On the road to the Dragon Clan.
At this moment, three figures were walking along.
These three were Li Cheng, Jin Yu, and Lin Mo, dragging a Profound Iron Coffin.
The trio walked along the road, chatting as they moved.
"Jin Yu, didn't you say that your Golden-winged Dapeng clan has a feud with the Dragon Clan? Then why do you still dare to come here? Aren't you afraid of being caught?"
Li Cheng asked with a smile as he turned to Jin Yu.
"Then you're mistaken. There has already been news that the Great Ancestor of the Dragon Clan is personally accepting disciples. How could the Dragon Clan blame me over old grudges? Besides, I'm the number one prodigy of the Demon Race. If I don't come, who else dares to claim that title?"
When Jin Yu said this, there was not a trace of embarrassment. He puffed out his chest and spoke with a strong, confident voice.
Completely forgetting how he came by the title of the Demon Race's number one prodigy.
"That's true."
Li Cheng nodded slightly.
