In the Demon Realm, inside the magnificent Demon God Hall
Before a huge, luxurious round table, twelve Demon God generals sat quietly in a circle, each wearing a dispirited, disappointed expression.
"There is still no news of the Demon Lord."
"I have already sent people to infiltrate the Immortal Realm, but there is no news of the Demon Lord there either."
"Ever since the Demon Lord appeared in the Immortal Realm once, there has been no further news related to him."
"Alas... where exactly did the Demon Lord go...?!"
The Demon Gods spoke one after another about the results of their recent search.
Without exception, they had still found nothing.
If the Demon Lord wanted to hide himself, it truly was difficult for them to find him.
In order to find the Demon Lord, they had already searched for more than a hundred years!
They had finally gotten news of the Demon Lord once, yet they still could not find his subsequent trail.
The Demon Gods could not help feeling disheartened and depressed.
One of them, a man built as robustly as a war chariot, with scars on his face and a savage aura all over his body, spoke up:
"I heard the Demon Lord went to the Heavenly Dao Imperial Palace twice!"
"How about I charge straight into the Immortal Realm and seize that old bastard Heavenly Dao Wentian to force an answer out of him?"
"That would start the War of Immortals and Demons again, you idiot!"
"Do you really think all those old undead bastards in the Immortal Realm are dead?"
A woman with dazzling golden hair, constantly twirling a golden halo around her fingers, rolled her eyes at the burly man and said without the slightest courtesy.
"Then let's fight! What is there to fear!"
"Could