"Who exactly is this young friend? How did he come to inherit the position of the Holy Lord's Imperial Son from a hundred thousand years ago?"
The Black-Robed Old Man's words were truly shocking enough to stop the heart.
He had practically informed every other Great Mystic Art User present just how lofty the "Imperial Son's" status was within the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace.
It also made the righteous and demonic factions of the Spirit Realm, as well as the Purple-haired Elder, scrutinize Lin Bai anew.
A hundred thousand years ago, the Holy Lord had led the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace in a campaign across the Devil Realm Eastern Region, coming within a hair's breadth of unifying it.
This matter had shaken not only the entire Devil Realm; even the Demon Realm and the Spirit Realm had been paying extraordinary attention to it.
"Imperial Son..." the Purple-haired Elder murmured softly, his gaze involuntarily sweeping back and forth over Lin Bai as his brows furrowed.
This man sounds extraordinary. I had intended to speak up and remind my grandson to prepare himself. I thought he was the First God Child, but who would have imagined that he was the Imperial Son of the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace?
This is troublesome.
The Purple-haired Elder's thoughts churned like a thousand threads. "Although my grandson's strength is exceedingly impressive, I have never witnessed this Imperial Son's methods. If he were to defeat my grandson..."
When the White-Robed Elder heard that Lin Bai was the Devil Realm martial artist who possessed the Supreme Avatar, his curiosity immediately stirred. With great interest, he asked, "Spirit Realm? The Wolf Marquis of Chu? Yue Chuanming of Chu?... He should be a martial artist from the Chu camp, shouldn't he? How did he suddenly join the Four Gloom Demon