“Can you keep your words?” Feng Feiyun pretended to be tempted.

A senior from the Meng replied: “Young man, if you can defeat Tianyu, we’ll forget about how you crippled Tianhu’s hand and will even give you spirits stones. We’ll apologize to the four youths of the half-demon alliance as well.”

“Really?” Feiyun said.

“I am the seventh supreme elder of the Meng, I can represent our clan.” The senior said. He was powerful with a faint glow. Dao laws rotated around him despite the suppression of the Meteoric Stone. He was definitely a big shot from that clan.

“So be it.” Feiyun agreed.

The half-demons’ heart sank because Feiyun had fallen into the Meng’s trap.

A half-demon daring to attack one of their...