The man in the blue robe spoke in a very light voice, his gentle tone nevertheless revealing an unquestionable confidence, "I sent him because I have my reasons. As an Asura, one of The Eight Heavenly Dragons of Buddhism, his death demands a life in return. Xunxiang, although you act swiftly, Mahoraga is more adept at disguise. He can navigate the Bloody Nether Sea with less trouble. If you went, I'm afraid you'd be fighting non-stop along the way. And if you drew the attention of the Four Great Demon Generals, could you still return?"
Xunxiang fell silent...
At this point, the man with green sprouts for fangs said, "Xunxiang, Heaven speaks sense. Moreover, Mahoraga, like those of the Asura Clan, excels at ambushes. If he indeed finds the murderer who killed the Asura, he has a higher chance of success in striking than you do. It's just unclear, after so much time, why there's still no movement."
"Dragon, what do you say?" Xunxiang asked the man with the dragon head.
