In ancient times, they had a beautiful name: the Four Spirits of Heaven.
The so-called Four Spirits of Heaven were also known as the Four Divine Beasts: the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise.
In the modern demon world, Xuanyuan Palace stood alone above all others, but strictly speaking, Xuanyuan Palace could not be considered part of the demon world's faction. Therefore, among the orthodox demon clans, those that could become upper-echelon races were the bloodlines left behind by the Four Spirits of Heaven.
In other words, they were the four Demon Association representatives Mo Mo now saw, positioned ahead of Young Master Zi Xing of the Greedy Wolf Clan.
The Azure Dragon Clan's leader, Cang Jinshui; the White Tiger Clan's young master, Huang Baifu; the Vermilion Bird Clan's priest, Qu Xinghe; and the Black Tortoise Clan's elder, Ming Tushan.
Even though they had yet to reveal their strength, Mo Mo could still sense the immense demonic power in the air, almost as if it had solidified into a tangible substance... He had heard that Xuanyuan Palace also had a powerful demon. He wondered how that demon compared to the representatives of the Four Spirits of Heaven's bloodlines.
The Demon Association had six seats this time. Apart from the four clans and the Greedy Wolf Clan, the one occupying the last seat was a haggard man dressed entirely in black, his face pale as ash.
Mo Mo noticed that the man's gaze had remained fixed on him the entire time... He could not detect any hostility, but it made him feel strangely uncomfortable. He could not help glancing at the man's nameplate.
Lord of Fengdu City, Xiao Shengmo.
The lord of the Ghost Clan's city?
Mo Mo frowned inwardly. He suddenly understood why the Lord of Fengdu