Demonic Flame Flower in Hand

Zhuge Xiang and Wu Xuefei walked hand-in-hand down the golden path extended by Great Sage Pingtian, stepping into Pingtian Demon Palace, the holy land in the hearts of hundreds of millions of demons throughout the Demonic Realm. With Great Sage Pingtian personally welcoming them, naturally no one dared to block the two. Moving as if entering an empty realm, they went straight into the demon palace and came before the head of the four great sages of the Demonic Realm, Great Sage Pingtian.

Great Sage Pingtian sat upright upon a cloud couch, draped in a loose robe as black as ink. His square-jawed face gave an impression of unyielding rectitude. Without any overwhelming aura or sharp gaze, Great Sage Pingtian's prestige entirely lacked the need for a display of pressure; the mere name of Great Sage Pingtian was enough to overawe the Three Realms and Six Paths.

As Zhuge Xiang and Wu Xuefei stepped into the grand hall, Great Sage Pingtian's gaze fell upon Zhuge Xiang, looking him up and down. Though his eyes could not be considered sharp, they still made Zhuge Xiang feel as if his clothes had been stripped away, completely seen through.

"Mr. Zhuge, though your natural aptitude is low, your steadfastness of mind is rare to see. No matter, then, that Great God Hou Yi also chose you," after scrutinizing him for a moment, Great Sage Pingtian stood up and spoke to Zhuge Xiang, his tone carrying appreciation.

At Great Sage Pingtian's level, sizing up a person required almost only a single glance to see through them seven or eight parts out of ten.

Great Sage Pingtian personally rolling out a golden path to welcome Zhuge Xiang and Wu Xuefei was already startling enough. At this moment, for him to actually stand up and show