The mist rolls over Yin Mountain, a chorus of ghostly wails echoing through Wangsi City.
As if incensed by Lu Yao's mention of Tianhe Venerable, there is anger and unrest.
Sect Leader Yan and the three others glance nervously at Nine Nether Demon Ancestor — the Ancestor is clearly furious, extremely fierce, seeming as if he wants a life-and-death confrontation with Lu Yao.
This might not be a wise choice.
Sect Leader Yan turned his head, glancing at the Netherworld Immortal beside him.
The meaning was clear — why not counsel wisely?
The Netherworld Immortal remained unmoved, as if not seeing anything, even the two other Divinity Transformations of the Nine Nether Demon Sect were quietly apprehensive, afraid of incurring the Ancestor's wrath.
Sect Leader Yan's heart was filled with helplessness.
Nine Nether Ancestor was never one to take advice, peculiar and stubborn to the extreme.
Even those Divinity Transformations who have long followed him show nothing but obedience.
