"Alright!"
Song Zhilun smiled heartily and turned his head to glance at Wei Wuya before saying,
"Saint Heir."
"The Demon Lord is at his convenience," Wei Wuya said as he clenched his fist in salute.
After speaking, Song Zhilun nodded, transformed into a wisp of profound Demonic Qi, and slipped into a certain part of the Ascending Immortal Tower. Next, Wei Wuya stepped forward and slowly descended from the void to the top of the tower.
The onlookers from the Hidden Dragon List made way, clearing a space.
This place was neither far nor near from Chen Yuan, clearly demarcating their positions. The two men tacitly withdrew their gazes at the same time and nodded slightly, as if to greet each other from a distance.
Wei Wuque's eyes twinkled as he excused himself from Chen Yuan and made his way to Wei Wuya's side, cupping his hands and saying with a smile,
"Wei Wuque of Beiliang pays his respects to Brother Wei."
