Chapter 2272: Demons Are Still Demons!

The demonic race did this before because they had already seen it back then, but aren't other choices just the same? If it can truly solve the problem, that's fine.

Naturally, these demonic race members don't know, and the matters they've encountered may be vast—most people should be able to think of this method, which is perfectly normal.

Yunzhongzi still planned to do this.

"Ancestor Minghe knows all this—they know what preparations to make, and drawing attention from all sides is normal, because they currently have objections, and all of this is perfectly normal."

Next, because of Ancestor Minghe, and then the most crucial key will surely come—these too have been considered, and it's perfectly normal.

"What about Kunpeng?"

"As long as Kunpeng knows, everything will work. If it truly involves Kunpeng, some things should also work—this is truly important."

Whether Kunpeng has achieved anything that can truly solve the problem is uncertain, and whether it should be Kunpeng or someone else who acts, either way should be effective.

Hongyun had no forewarning, but he was not unprepared.

Wengzi and Tianwu had told her.

"If the Wu clan all do it this way, why should we change this? They've long been prepared, and this matter will inevitably be arranged differently sooner or later."

"No wonder you do this—it was always meant to be this opportunity."

This shows that they themselves could think of it, but what must be done first isn't just this—if they can truly accomplish it, they also have the capability.

Barely making contact with the Wu clan members, they finally realized how weak their own abilities were.

The Twelve Ancestral Wu cannot change.

"This means you haven't even properly seen what's before you, correct? What need is there to explain these things further?"

Houtu thought of it—Luo Fu had helped them before, and if it were Xuanming, they all knew—but besides Houtu and Xuanming, what else was there?

Qiankun Ding was the only item they could now obtain.

"Ancestor Minghe will surely hate it!"

"Then why not just keep them from seeing it? Who is Ancestor Minghe anyway?"

Shebi Shi was furious.

These have nothing to do with them—why must Ancestor Minghe and Daoist Randeng interfere? What business is it of theirs in the struggle between the Wu clan and the demonic race?

Luo Fu simply watched them argue; they would naturally stop once tired.

"Saint Luo Fu is not unaware," said Dijiang, "but we cannot ask Saint Luo Fu to intervene, for it would serve no purpose."

"Our own matters must be handled by ourselves!"

Tianzhu Xuanwu also led them away from Penglai Immortal Island, and after returning to Pangu Hall, each of them rested and recuperated.

Huantian Mirror was placed within Pangu Hall, so it could be used whenever needed.

However, Tianzhu Xuanwu did not remain with the Wu clan—he returned to where he belonged.

Jiufeng said excitedly: "Saint Luo Fu has agreed to me—so long as the human race's Yan and Huang Emperors continue cooperating with us, our plan will succeed."

Qiangliang did not want to dampen her spirits, but he knew not every plan could be so optimistic.

"Little sister, you must understand what Saint Luo Fu meant by those words."

"What does it mean?"

After hearing Qiangliang's explanation, Jiufeng looked at them with confusion—they truly did not know, and how different was this from what they had understood?