Green Flame Ancestor, a Demon Saint, had his physical body shattered and his Primordial Spirit suppressed by Bloodlight Demon Saint in the blink of an eye.
The Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan members were all stunned by the sight. They knew their ancestor was immensely powerful, but they had never imagined he would be powerful to such an extent.
Of course, Bloodlight Demon Saint had achieved this only because Green Flame Ancestor had forced out his blood essence and was completely defenseless.
Otherwise, no Demon Saint would have been so easily defeated.
Yet among demon cultivator clans, results were the only measure of everything. Whether it had been a sneak attack was irrelevant.
Ao Jianshen came before Bloodlight Demon Saint and respectfully bowed. "Had Ancestor not returned in time, our Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan would have suffered a great calamity today."
"Ancestor's profound arts are invincible. It is the fortune of our Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan."
This usually imposing Clan Leader spared no effort in showering him with flattery.
Had Ancestor not returned in time, he did not know what would have happened to the others, but he, the Clan Leader, would certainly have died.
"The Clan Leader is right."
"Ancestor's divine arts are invincible. With you guarding our clan, who in all Northern Luzhou would dare provoke our Flood Dragon Clan?"
"Ancestor is practically the reincarnation of an ancient demon god, possessing the bearing of a true celestial being."
The other clan elders came to their senses and promptly added their support.
Though demon cultivators appeared rough and careless on the surface, when it came to flattery, they were no less unwilling to fall behind.
Within demon cultivator clans, a powerful ancestor was the entire clan's totem and faith.
Moreover, Jiaolong Ancestor had never been particularly aloof within the clan.