"Your Majesty..."
Just then, a bull-headed demon appeared at Demon King's side and seemed to whisper something to him.
"Hmm?"
After hearing his subordinate's report, Demon King rose to his feet and looked at the demon. "Is what you said true?"
The bull demon said respectfully, "This subordinate would not dare deceive Your Majesty. Every word I said is true."
Seeing Demon King so agitated, Sun Wukong could not help asking, "Big Brother, what happened?"
"What's wrong with Old Bull?" Princess Iron Fan also asked. She had no idea why Demon King was acting so startled. What had happened to make him lose his composure like this? Had the Buddhist Sect attacked? The thought surfaced in Sun Wukong's mind and refused to leave.
With a grave expression, Sun Wukong said, "Big Brother, could those bald donkeys from the Buddhist Sect have attacked?"
Boom.
Silence.
Dead silence.
An utter, soundless silence. As Sun Wukong's words fell, the entire hall sank into absolute quiet. The already heavy atmosphere in the hall became even more oppressive.
Oppressive to the extreme!
Everyone in the hall wore grave, nervous expressions. After all, the Buddhist Sect was enormous, and opposing it never ended well. How could anyone possibly not panic when going against the Buddhist Sect?
At this moment, everyone in the hall looked solemn, except Hun Xiu, whose face showed no fear whatsoever. There had not been the slightest change in his expression from beginning to end.
It was merely the Buddhist Sect. In Hun Xiu's eyes, they were no different from ants. It would be fine if they did not provoke him, but once they did, Hun Xiu would let them experience what true despair was.
What it meant for darkness to descend and for the world to end.
Hun Xiu also knew that