The Old Master's words.
Instantly stirred up a thousand towering waves.
In recent days.
Quite a few people in the city had lost their children.
The city guards could not find them.
So the distraught parents went to the Martial Hall for justice.
At first, the Martial Hall readily agreed upon hearing their pleas.
Within three days, they would give everyone an answer.
But the parents waited and waited.
For three whole days.
Yet no word came from the Martial God Hall.
When they went to ask in person.
All they received were evasive answers.
Either there had been no sign of demons.
Or their children had wandered outside the city and gotten lost while playing.
The stark reversal in attitude aroused suspicion.
Those parents had already sensed that something was wrong.
Now that the Old Master projected his voice through a Divine Ability.
Some immediately believed him.
Of course.
The Martial Hall had been firmly entrenched in Martial God City for years.
Its prestige was immense.
A few words from the Old Master could not shake it.
More people still trusted the Martial God Hall.
However.
Once cracks appeared in that trust.
Even a single spark could set the prairie ablaze.
"You could still project your voice ten thousand miles under the pressure of my aura?" Nie Qingfeng's expression shifted slightly, stormy waves surging through his heart.
The instant he rose into the sky.
He had used his supreme imperial power to lock down the Old Master's aura, preventing him from suddenly escaping.
He had never expected.
That the Old Master could still unleash a Divine Ability!
"How is this possible? The Hall Master has unleashed his divine might, yet this toad elder isn't suppressed?"
"Could he be not at the Pinnacle Emperor Realm, but an unparalleled demon whose