Chapter 2910: Give Each Other Some Face!

"I don't know when Tianzhu Xuanwu will arrive—if he doesn't come soon, we'll have to go on our own, otherwise this place is far too dangerous!"

A strange sense of irritation stirred in Weng Zi's mind, something he had never felt before.

Tian Wu beside him also nodded; he felt the same, though the feeling rose and fell unpredictably—was there truly some omen? If there truly was an omen...

The Chaos Eight Trigrams Tower was indeed scorching hot!

Because it is a divine artifact of the demon race—if the witch clan seized a demon race's divine artifact, the demon race would surely collapse, and their morale would surge as they desperately tried to reclaim it.

At any cost, the demon race would choose to seize the Chaos Eight Trigrams Tower.

That was not the witch clan's intention; the witch clan wanted to plunge the demon race into internal chaos so they could reclaim Shengling Mountain.

"Is it really wise for us to spread this news?"

"Don't worry about whether it's wise or not—they're doing this for their own reasons. Don't you trust your elder and second brother? Don't you trust Saint Luo Fu?"

"Is this Saint Luo Fu's idea?"

"Shh!"

Tian Wu fell silent immediately.

If this was truly Saint Luo Fu's intention, then the Chaos Eight Trigrams Tower falling into their hands was indeed a strange fate—and such a fate filled them with joy.

"Then that's perfect—we're definitely going to get the Chaos Eight Trigrams Tower..."

"Don't get too excited yet!"

Their desire to seize the Chaos Eight Trigrams Tower isn't unusual—it's whether they can actually get it. If they truly can, then they'll succeed.

With preparation, they can pull any move they want, do anything they please.

"Then you..."

Everyone was waiting for Tianzhu Xuanwu; if the witch clan hadn't used their magic treasures, Tian Wu and Weng Zi wouldn't be waiting here—they could only leave once someone came to pick them up.

Tianzhu Xuanwu was also on his way.

Bai Ze followed closely behind; Tianzhu Xuanwu couldn't shake him off no matter what.

"Bai Ze, don't follow me! If you go to Penglai Immortal Island, you won't die—but you'll shed a layer of skin!"

"I can bear the consequences myself!" Bai Ze said without fear of death.

After all, that place held the Chaos Eight Trigrams Tower—the demon race's treasured artifact. If Bai Ze could reclaim it, he could firmly establish himself among the demon race.

Morally and logically, he had to go to Penglai Immortal Island.

Even if everyone tried to stop him, he would go—even if it meant dying, he had to go.

"If you want to go throw your life away, I won't stop you—but don't follow me. Find your own path. I won't walk with you!!"

Tianzhu Xuanwu had his own path to take.

This path was a sealed one—only Tianzhu Xuanwu himself could pass through. If Bai Ze followed and discovered this path, Penglai Immortal Island would be in grave danger.

Bai Ze seemed to know this, which was why he clung to Tianzhu Xuanwu so tightly.

Precisely because of this, Tianzhu Xuanwu grew furious!

"I won't follow you. Go your way—I'll stay here awhile, then leave on my own."

Regardless of whether Tianzhu Xuanwu believed him or not, Bai Ze stayed behind on his own.

Tianzhu Xuanwu glanced at him and said, "Bai Ze, I hope you mean what you say. We can still give each other some face—but once we tear that mask off, there will be no turning back!"