"And Haotian is no cause for concern. As for Lu Xuan..."
As the Demon Ancestor spoke, they looked toward Taiyi, who raised his gaze at that same moment:
"I will deal with Lu Xuan. It is his destiny to be devoured by me."
Fu Xi glanced sideways and sneered:
"Fellow Daoist Taiyi, it's better not to make such boasts. After so many times, when have you ever defeated that Lu Xuan? I'm afraid that when the time comes, you'll fail to swallow Lu Xuan and end up chipping a tooth or two instead!"
Taiyi snorted, the Donghuang Bell in his hand slowly rotating, and spoke nonchalantly:
"Everything is proceeding according to my plan."
"Perhaps," Fu Xi shot back.
"Enough!"
The Ancient Bodhi Buddha raised a placating hand.
"Let's not argue amongst ourselves. It will only create discord. Since Taiyi is so certain, he must have something up his sleeve. There is no need for us to inquire further."
