"Who is this brat? What makes him worth coming here in person to demand?"
Ming Huang's voice was low, and a hint of anger could be heard in his tone.
There was no helping it. A whole Sacred Devil Sect had let one man slip in without anyone noticing. It was a disgrace.
But Ming Huang was even less keen on a full-blown fight. Yin Saint Devil Lord had already been an unrivaled expert a hundred thousand years ago. Now that a hundred thousand years had passed, who knew how powerful the man had become?
More importantly, it had been the forces of the entire Nine Continents that had joined together to destroy the Luofu Sacred Sect a hundred thousand years ago. If they attacked now, wouldn't Yin Saint Devil Lord vent all his anger on the Sacred Devil Sect?
That would be a terrible loss.
So even though he was displeased, True Venerable Ming Huang merely spoke in an unfriendly tone.
Yin Saint Devil Lord didn't answer. He simply clasped his hands and said, "Since everyone's gotten what they wanted, I'll take my leave."
With that, he swept Ye Kang up and sauntered out of the Sacred Devil Sect.
Xuan Yan Zhen Zun and the others exchanged looks, all of them clenching their fists.
What a humiliating disgrace!
Just who was this man, to make their Ancestor so wary of him?
Xuan Yan Zhen Zun was especially unwilling to accept it. He'd watched the duck he'd nearly caught fly away. Hadn't all his effort been for nothing?
But Ming Huang made no move. He simply watched Yin Saint Devil Lord leave. Only after a while did he let out a soft sigh. Then a mysterious voice entered every major power's ears throughout the Nine Continents.
"Wen Xin has returned."