"Elder Soul Demon, it's actually you?"
"Is your Soul Clan truly planning to violate the agreement set by the Ancient Races?"
At the sight of this black-browed elder, Gu Nan Hai and the other Ancient Race elders' expressions turned grim, with a faint trace of fear appearing in their eyes.
"An agreement... before the Demon Flame Origin, it amounts to nothing!"
The black-browed elder known as Elder Soul Demon smiled faintly, his eyes full of disdain.
Then he sighed softly and turned his gaze toward the empty space not far away. "Old monster of the Lesser Pill Tower, now that I've revealed myself, why are you still hiding?"
Elder Soul Demon's words made everyone present shudder inwardly.
"Alas, I knew the Soul Clan would never abide by the rules!"
Under the watchful eyes of the entire crowd, that patch of space remained silent for a moment before finally beginning to ripple slowly.
Immediately afterward, an exceptionally aged voice quietly rang out. As the voice spread, the spatial ripples there grew increasingly intense.
Then, amid a deep bellow, a green ox stepped through the void and slowly appeared in the air.
"Uh..."
Many people immediately shifted their gazes toward the green ox—or rather, the person seated on its back.
However, once they saw his appearance clearly, they were stunned. The elderly figure they had imagined did not appear.
The person on the ox's back was small in stature and dressed in ordinary coarse cloth. His eyes were clear, and his face was youthful.
He was merely a child who looked to be around ten years old!
No one had expected that such an aged voice would come from a child's mouth.
"Old monster, you still like playing these mystifying tricks..."
Elder Soul Demon looked at the young oxherd and gave a