Southern Jambudvipa Continent.
The place of the "Hongjun Dao Field" in the south.
Inside a dim side hall.
At this moment, seven or eight figures stood inside the great hall. Their appearances were exceedingly strange. Some had birdlike faces, while others had horse faces. At a glance, they were clearly members of the Demon Race, for much of their sense of beauty still rested on the foundations of Demon Race thinking.
There was also a person wrapped in a black robe whose face could not be seen.
Human Venerable and Ghost Carriage walked in.
Everyone gave Human Venerable and Ghost Carriage a slight nod.
"Human Venerable, has something happened?" one of the Demon Gods asked.
"Let's wait until the Divine Emperor arrives before we talk about it!" Human Venerable nodded.
Buzz!
A figure in a yellow robe suddenly appeared upon the throne at the northern end of the great hall.
He looked like a middle-aged man. His eyes were exceedingly sharp and brilliantly wicked. His long black hair was combed back, yet it seemed to contain a faint golden glow, giving off a searing sensation. His brows stood erect, and the baleful aura surrounding him was impossible to conceal.
He had a broad build, filled with an overbearing air.
His hands, shaped like eagle claws, rested on the armrests of the throne as he looked indifferently at the group before him.
More importantly, his body was more than four times the size of an ordinary person. His towering figure was as tall as a three-story building in the mortal world.
With only one glance, one could feel a vast pressure surging straight toward them.
"We pay our respects to the Divine Emperor!" Everyone immediately bowed reverently to the newcomer.
Their bows were extremely devout, a devotion that came from the