Faced with Su Yie's question, the white-haired old Daoist chuckled and said, "I am Qing Jushi. I have long heard of the Demon Emperor's might and tyranny, exceptional talent, and today, upon meeting you, I see it is indeed well-deserved."
Qing Jushi?
Su Yie frowned, wondering if one could even encounter advances in the Endless Ocean.
Seeing Su Yie's vigilant silence, Qing Jushi lifted his horsetail whisk and smiled as he asked, "Is the Demon Emperor perhaps heading to the Hai Chuan Alliance?"
Su Yie looked at Qing Jushi coldly. The man did not fear either the Great Dragon Emperor or his Demon Qi, which meant he certainly had some ulterior motive; Su Yie didn't bother to beat around the bush with him.
"Yin—"
Suddenly, the Great Dragon Emperor opened its mouth and roared at Qing Jushi furiously. The dragon's chant created rolling sound waves and stirred up the sea of clouds, causing the fierce wind to whip Qing Jushi's white hair wildly.
