Inside the imperial palace of First City, Heavenly Demon Council.
Yi Kun looked utterly laid-back, resting his cloth-shoed feet directly on the conference table and slouching in his chair like a lazy sitcom character.
Shao Tong and Wu Jin sat more properly to one side. After all, neither had Yi Kun's status, and the Heavenly Demons present were no ordinary figures.
There were eleven Heavenly Demons gathered around the conference table in total—not all of them.
The island-wide hunt for the Jing Zhi Team had been jointly issued by these eleven. Once more than ten Heavenly Demons signed an order together, it could be sent directly to the Eight Great Cities without going through the Demon Lord.
Of course, the "hunt order" was inseparable from Yi Kun.
"Five whole hours have passed, yet not a single piece of news has come back. Is your efficiency really this poor?"
Yi Kun's sarcastic question completely disregarded the lofty status of the Heavenly Demons present.
The Heavenly Demons stood at the very top of the hierarchy, and even ordinary evil demons would receive severe punishment for directly addressing them as "Heavenly Demons."
Yet Yi Kun acted like a leader berating his subordinates for their mistakes, overwhelming all eleven Heavenly Demons to the point that none could speak.
There was only one reason for this, aside from his own strength.
A gray waist token hung from Yi Kun's belt.
This waist token was even more valuable than the one the Demon Lord had bestowed upon Yu Jing. A single character—"Chaos"—was engraved on it, and it had been made from primordial Chaos by the evil god entrenched deep within Demon Mountain.
Because of this waist token, Yi Kun, as the commander-in-chief of this "hunt operation," could directly mobilize the eleven Heavenly Demons present to work