Jiang Ming seemed to smell a fragrance like orchids emanating from the Phoenix Ancestor. Why would a demon have such a delicate scent?
The Phoenix Ancestor slowly cornered Jiang Ming.
"Have your backer come and talk to me, and whatever you want to do, I can cooperate."
"Senior, since you can create the Great Lii Dynasty here in this endless Demon Realm, how can you be sure there's no other place like Great Lii where the Human Race holds power?"
"Snort," the Phoenix Ancestor chuckled.
"How would you know the details of the establishment of Great Lii."
"And the Human Race? You actually claim that the Human Race establishes power? How laughable."
The Phoenix Ancestor laughed again.
Jiang Ming remained calm and gestured with his hand.
A starry brilliance suddenly shimmered behind him.
The surrounding air flowed, blowing through Jiang Ming's long hair and green robe.
Figures stepped out from behind Jiang Ming.
