The Demon Race's Provocation

After hearing the human elder's words, Li Changsheng could not help but feel a headache coming on. He understood as well.

The identities of these humans before him were indeed far from ordinary. If he truly killed these Human Saint Lords, it would be difficult to answer to the others.

After all, these people were among the Human Race's strongest experts. If they were executed because of him, the families behind them would certainly be furious. Then things would truly become troublesome.

Just then, a voice suddenly carried through the air.

"Who is making such a racket outside? Get lost at once!"

The moment he heard that voice, Li Changsheng immediately raised his head and looked toward its source. He then saw a young man in purple armor, carrying a longsword on his back, appear before everyone.

This man's aura was exceedingly powerful. He had actually reached the peak of the eleventh level of the Tribulation Transcendence stage.

He stood a full two meters tall, with a terrifyingly robust physique. Every muscle on his body brimmed with explosive power.

"Greetings, Saint Lord!"

Upon seeing this young man, the Kirin Beast immediately knelt on the ground and saluted him.

When the other Demon Race Saint Lords saw the Kirin Beast kneel before that young man, they too fell to their knees one after another.

After all, the Human Race's Saint Lords naturally commanded great respect as well.

"Hmph, what are you doing? The Demon Race's Saint Lords are already here, yet you are still putting on an act?"

The Human Saint Lord looked at the Kirin Beast arrogantly as he questioned him.

"Reporting to Saint Lord, we came to the Human Race this time because a friend of one of our Human Race Saint Lords wished to pay the Saint Lord