The Great Hall fell deathly silent.
Every Devil Race Powerhouse recognized the man in the image.
Fang Chen.
The Alliance Leader of the New Alliance, the young Cultivator who had emerged from the Fringe Region.
Bloodslaughter Demon Emperor's pupils narrowed.
While he had slept, someone like this had appeared in the outside world?
The World Will's gray-white light flickered, and a cold intent poured straight into the depths of every Devil Race Powerhouse's soul.
It was not language, yet it was clearer than any words.
The World Will was telling them: Fang Chen was an unpredictable threat. He had to be eliminated before his wings had fully grown.
Along with that intent came detailed information about Fang Chen.
His origins: he had come from the Fringe Region and reached the Ancient Region through the Heaven-Reaching Ancient Road.
His record: he had stolen the Heaven and Earth Origin, descended upon the Ancient Region, slain Immortal Emperors, and suppressed a Sixth-Turn Order Heavenly Slave.
His methods: the Floating Immortal Battle Array and the Heaven-Deceiving Earth-Changing Pill. Either one could overturn a battle.
His trump cards: the Void Crane, the Time Bell, and that mysterious long sword capable of devouring everything.
And the most important detail: Fang Chen was not in the New Alliance. He was alone in the depths of the Sea of Laws, crafting an artifact.
It was a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity.
The World Will's intent vanished, and the gray-white light slowly faded.
Calm returned to the Great Hall, but towering waves surged through the hearts of every Devil Race Powerhouse.
Lizard Mountain Demon Emperor was the first to break the silence. His voice was low, like stone grinding against stone. "No wonder I've been uneasy lately. So a threat like this has appeared outside."
His body was enormous; even kneeling, he