Outside the Starfall Sacred Stone, every expert from both the Starfall Sacred Domain and the Ghost Hall had been bound one by one by members of the Blood-devouring Demon Clan.
This infuriated the experts of the Starfall Sacred Domain and the Ghost Hall. In other parts of the Starfield it might have been tolerable, but this was the Grand Chiliocosm Upper Realm. They were all figures of significance here — when had they ever suffered such humiliation?
But what truly drove them to despair was that not only had they been humiliated, their very lives might be at stake. After all, these people were the deranged Blood-devouring Demon Clan.
"Hey, hey, hey — you're at least a demonic sect with over ten thousand years of heritage. Treating the experts of our Grand Chiliocosm Upper Realm like this? Aren't you being a bit too impolite?"
Suddenly, a voice rang out.
The abrupt sound drew everyone's attention. Every expert from the Starfall Sacred Domain, every expert from the Ghost Hall, and even every expert from the Blood-devouring Demon Clan turned their gazes toward the source.
"
Upon seeing who it was, the Ghost Hall's Hall Master's mouth fell open, his expression a complicated mixture of surprise and unease. He admired
"Hall Master, it's been a while." Compared to the Ghost Hall's Hall Master, who was inwardly unsettled,
"So he is
"Sacred Lord, greetings." Out of courtesy,
And it was precisely that ease that left everyone bewildered.
"What is this guy doing? Has he lost his mind?"
Watching
It wasn't just the juniors who were bewildered. Even the Sacred Domain's Sacred Lord and the Ghost Hall's Hall Master wore expressions of disbelief. They didn't understand why
And so, they had already begun transmitting their voices secretly, urging
But
Seeing the provocation in
Otherwise, who had given him the nerve to look at them like that?
But just as they were comforting themselves with that thought,
"I'm telling you — release these seniors right now."