Night Old Second, along with Rommel and about a dozen more Royal-level powerhouses from the Ten Thousand Races, walked out of the camp.
They saw three Iron-Eater beasts, each a thousand meters tall. Beside them stood four Human Emperors clad in the heavy armor of the Great Shang's Xuan Bird, guarding a plump, fair-skinned little boy.
That childish, milky shout from earlier must have come from this little fellow.
The young Daoist priest, upon seeing Rommel, felt as if sworn enemies had met, his killing intent flaring. He directly roared at Rommel:
"Rommel, you scoundrel, you promised to fight my elder brother. You t-"
Night Old Second nodded and said, "That's right. Lin Zhan, that precious gem, is being guarded so closely now. Forget sending two Kings, even sending two Emperors wouldn't get close to that kid."
Rommel then shouted at the young Daoist priest, "When did I ever make a move against Lin Zhan? Let me tell you, Lin Zhan's business has nothing to do with me."
Zhang Haoming's eyes widened, and he roared:
"Rommel, you son of a bitch! You say it has nothing to do with you, yet you knew my elder brother was in trouble. You say it has nothing to do with you, yet my elder brother, when he fainted, was yelling about wanting to kill you."
"I'm not killing you today because I'm saving you for my elder brother. But if you dare not compensate us, I'll gouge out the crystal cores of all ten-plus of you Emperor-level powerhouses as my elder brother's compensation for emotional distress."
"Damn it, they've bullied us right to our doorstep! Brothers, charge!"
A Beast Emperor, whose rank was just below Night Old Second, let out a roar and, along with five Emperors from his clan, transformed into their beast forms and charged forward.
"Damn it, they dare to attack first? Do they really think we're just decorations?" Tie Old Fourth roared, sending the Lion-man Beast Emperor flying with a single paw strike.
"Ao, Vajra!" The three Tie brothers' bodies instantly flashed with golden light, their defenses doubling.
"Go to hell, what are you howling about?" Tie Old Fourth roared, swatting the Lion-man Beast Emperor away with a single bear paw.
"Tie Yin Gou, you dare to make a move? Aren't you afraid of violating the Ten Thousand Races Covenant?" Night Old Second's aura surged as he shouted at Tie Old Fourth.
"Go to hell! Stop calling me Tie Yin Gou! I've already made my move, what are you still shouting about? If you're not happy, come and fight me. Stop being a whiny little girl and just yapping."
Tie Old Fourth, with the demeanor of a ruffian, cursed at Night Old Second.
"Also, stop mentioning the Ten Thousand Races Covenant to me. Today, it's our Iron-Eater Beast clan and the people of Great Shang. When have you ever heard of us two sides abiding by rules?"
Tie Mo and Tie Old Sixth cooperated, each wielding the fangs and claws refined for them by the Iron-Eater Ancestor. In no time, they had completely annihilated the five Emperor-level powerhouses of the Beastman tribe.
The Lion-man Beast Emperor, who had been sent flying by Tie Old Fourth earlier, was captured alive by Xuan Qing and Xuan Hao, who held him at swordpoint.
"Big brother, we've captured one alive. We can take him back for sacrifices."
Night Old Second looked at the five Emperor-level powerhouses of the Demon race beside him and said:
"Just behave yourselves. Do you really want to go up there and throw your lives away? Damn it, these old geezers from Huaxia are too shameless. Why are all these ancient figures coming out?"
Tie Old Fourth looked at Night Old Second and continued to shout, "What, still want to fight? If you do, I'll accompany you. If not, hurry up and pay the money. Also, take this earless guy and go to Huaxia to apologize to Lin Zhan."
Rommel looked at the situation before him and said with great grievance:
"I can pay the money, but you have to tell me what happened. You can't just make me pay without explaining."
As soon as Rommel finished speaking, the Huaxia individuals exchanged glances and then all looked at the young Daoist priest.
"Little fatty, didn't you tell him what happened?"
The young Daoist priest said with a hint of embarrassment:
"I didn't have time to tell him yet. That big lion just rushed forward like a brute. Besides, they didn't ask."
Rommel suddenly felt that this little fatty was even more shameless and detestable than Lin Zhan. You came to find me, yet you expect me to ask proactively?
"Then please tell me what happened to Lin Zhan," Rommel said through gritted teeth.
The young Daoist priest, a worthy disciple trained by Lin Zhan, had learned all of the young master's shamelessness.
The young Daoist priest, with a look of indignant grief, said:
"You still have the nerve to ask! My elder brother has fainted three times in the past few days and couldn't be woken up. Each time he woke up, he was shouting about wanting to kill you. Are you saying you weren't behind this?"
"Nani? Lin Zhan fainted three times? And he said that today, all in one day? Damn, is Lin Zhan on his last legs?"
Rommel's face lit up with excitement upon hearing this.
"Go to hell! You're the one who's on their last legs, you son of a bitch! Come out and have a one-on-one fight with me, and I'll kill you!"
The young Daoist priest was provoked and shouted, directly conjuring two golden talismans, ready to challenge Rommel to a duel.
Night Old Second's eyebrows also rose, and he said gleefully to Xuan Shang:
"Xuan Shang, keep an eye on your future son-in-law. Such a young child already wants to fight and kill. It's so uncivilized."
Xuan Shang gave Night Old Second a sideways glance and said, "Whatever our future son-in-law wants to do, he can do. Do I need a meddling old schemer like you to tell him? If you spout any more nonsense, even if my son-in-law doesn't kill your disciple, I'll kill you first."
Night Old Second's eyes widened:
"Oh, screw you! I can't beat Yu Longyan, I can't beat your lunatic, but you think I can't beat you? Come on, let's spar. I want to see what gives you the right to kill me."
The four Xuan brothers stepped forward together and said, "What gives us the right to kill you? It's because my four brothers and I have more people."
Night Old Second looked at these four iron cans and felt a bit intimidated. He then turned to Rommel and said:
"Disciple, pay the money."