Judging by who had offered up the treasure earlier, it was not hard for them to tell who led this group of cultivators.
And from rumors they had heard, the Immortal Sect placed great weight on rules of seniority and rank.
"When he asks you a question, answer him properly!" Seeing through the thoughts of the Demon Abomination Race, Steward Gao glared at them.
"Uh, go ahead!"
Though Hou Yue'er was displeased to see her friend openly backing the young man, she said nothing more.
Rather than make a spectacle of herself by arguing in front of outsiders, she could wait until they had a moment alone.
Then she would show this Sect Master Luo that a cultivator's standing came from strength.
"Four Primordial True Demons descended this time. The strongest should be somewhere between Dao Integration and the Great Vehicle. We don't know much about the other three."
"Before we even had a chance to see them fight, we suffered a crushing defeat and fled."
Realizing that the young man's standing was higher than they had imagined, the members of the Demon Abomination Race did not dare hesitate and continued their account.
"All right. I understand."
Having learned the True Demons' approximate strength, Hou Yue'er nodded.
She was about to make their battle preparations when her relaxed brow suddenly furrowed.
The young man beside her slowly opened his palm. Fine threads carrying various kinds of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy streamed from between his fingers.
"You brat, didn't we agree that once we got here, you'd follow my arrangements? Are you taking matters into your own hands now?"
He had already interrupted her conversation earlier. Now, seeing the threads of Spiritual Energy at his fingertips, Hou Yue'er lost the last of her patience.
She was just about to act