As Si Huo's words fell, an eerie silence settled over the entire Hall of Brotherhood.
The Fire Devil Lord was dead, and the Water Demon Lord was dead too?
The same person had killed them both, then gone on to become chieftain of the Water-Fire Devil Stronghold?
It sounded almost too fantastical to believe.
Such a momentous change had taken place without them knowing, and they had charged straight into the Water-Fire Devil Stronghold?
For a moment,
Bloodsea Demon Blade Zhang Zhen's face shifted between pale and flushed. Sitting on the throne belonging to the stronghold's chieftain, he suddenly felt as though the seat had grown thorns beneath him.
He knew full well.
Anyone capable of killing the Water-Fire Demon Lords was ruthless.
By storming in, he had already slapped the man in the face. Sitting in his seat only made it worse. He might have just made an enemy even stronger than the Water-Fire Demon Lords.
But...
He was already sitting there.
If a few words from Si Huo made him jump to his feet, that would be a slap in his own face.
Everyone might laugh at him as a spineless coward, afraid of Lin Zishan, the new chieftain of the Water-Fire Devil Stronghold.
So he feigned composure.
"Heh... What a joke!"
"You say the Water Demon Lord is dead and the stronghold has a new chieftain. Am I supposed to believe it just because you say so?"
"If you can, bring out this new chieftain of yours. I'd like to see what kind of mighty figure can kill the Water-Fire Demon Lords whenever he pleases!"
Si Huo was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed.
Bloodsea Demon Blade Zhang Zhen seemed to sense something as well. He sprang violently upward.
Even so, a ball of fire