Demon Devourer Ancestor, Ancient Taotie

"Creak, creak!"

The moment the Ghost Emperor finished speaking, the void suddenly twisted violently.

A pitch-black Spatial Vortex appeared out of nowhere. There was not the slightest fluctuation of Spiritual Energy within it, yet it radiated a terrifying force of Devour.

The Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, light, and even the drifting wisps of cloud around it all frantically collapsed toward the vortex, as though an ancient beast capable of swallowing heaven and earth lay hidden within.

"Whoosh."

The next moment, a gaunt figure slowly stepped out of the vortex.

The old man wore a shabby gray robe, his body withered like firewood. Most striking of all was his abnormally wide mouth, the corners of which nearly split to his ears, making him look bizarre and vicious.

His eyes were half-closed, and not a trace of Spiritual Energy leaked from his body. He looked just like an ordinary old man on the verge of death.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Yet with every step he took, the surrounding space faintly caved in, as if even the void would be sucked into his belly.

At the same time, an incomparably powerful pressure swept outward.

Late Immortal Grade Heavenly Sovereign!

"This Seat is Demon Devourer."

The old man spoke in a hoarse, low voice, like gravel scraping across stone slabs—ear-piercing to the extreme.

"Entrusted by another, I have come to settle this matter. Who is in charge here? Step forward and answer."

He casually swept his gaze across the entire battlefield, looking down on everyone as if he were examining a group of ants.

Both his tone and manner clearly placed him in the position of an elder lecturing juniors. He did not regard the Yan Alliance at all.

"Greetings, Demon Devourer Ancestor!"

The Ghost Emperor, Ancestor Danyang, Venerable Purple Thunder, City Lord