Chapter 881: Fu Yang Attacks

"Flame Dragon!"

The Blood Demon's eyes narrowed slightly, and a bone-chilling killing intent flashed fleetingly.

The words of the Flame Dragon had aroused the Blood Demon's suspicions; he sensed that the Flame Dragon had ulterior motives.

"Flame Dragon, you'd better not mess up my plans, or I'll make you regret ever coming into this world," the Blood Demon threatened venomously, his extended hand slowly clenching into a fist.

With those words, the figure of the Blood Demon transformed into a sinister black vapor and disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed, and Feng Wuchen's injuries had completely healed.

"It seems that the concerns of the protector, Long Jian, and others were justified, the Demon Clan indeed intends to use the Primordial Ancient beasts," Feng Wuchen muttered in the grand hall, a cold smirk curling up the corners of his mouth.

The Flame Dragon had relayed the news to Feng Wuchen right away.