The Purple-haired Elder at the fourth seat heard this, and the smile on his face instantly froze. He cast a sidelong glance at the elder seated at the table beside him.
This elder wore a black robe. Notably, the black robe radiated a dazzling black light that stabbed at the eyes, as though it had been refined from some kind of Natural Treasure.
He wore a black robe, and his glossy jet-black hair draped over his shoulders. The most eye-catching feature on his somewhat gloomy and cold face was his hooked nose.
When he sneered sarcastically, he seemed even more strange and sinister.
The Purple-haired Elder at the fourth table and the Black-Robed Old Man at the fifth table were clearly both members of the Demon Race from the Demon Realm, yet the two demons seemed to be on bad terms.
This also confirmed the ancient records that had circulated through the Devil Realm. Within the Demon Race, the various clans had always fought independently. In particular, the exceptionally powerful demons of the Demon Realm disdained associating with weak demons.
"Hmph. If your grandson were here, I'm afraid my grandson would scare him into wetting himself." Faced with the Black-Robed Old Man's taunts, the Purple-haired Elder did not back down and retorted with two sarcastic remarks.
The Black-Robed Old Man did not get angry. He merely smiled contemptuously. "With that secretly inherited Heaven-Shaking Divine Sound, you really think I would take it seriously?"
Smack... As soon as those words left his mouth, the Purple-haired Elder was displeased. He rose abruptly, glaring furiously as he slapped the table, then pointed at the Black-Robed Old Man and roared, "Old Monster Eagle, if you're dissatisfied, I've long wanted to experience your secretly inherited Transverse Divine Skill. Why don't we take this opportunity to