At this moment!
The dozen or so Half-Venerable clan elders standing beneath the high platform's throne radiated an overwhelming might.
With every breath they took, the demon-energy tides throughout the entire hall rose and fell in response;
With every seemingly careless lift of their eyes, a sweep of their gaze was enough to make the demon lords in the rear feel their souls viciously pierced through, icy cold to the bone!
That was right!
Every one of them was a Half-Venerable powerhouse—renowned for ages, their ferocious prestige intimidating the four seas, yet long withdrawn from the world, living in seclusion and cultivating in pursuit of breaking through the shackles of Spirit Transformation!
Below Spirit Transformation demon venerables, they were Mortal Cultivators so powerful they could be called the rulers of this deep sea!
They were also one of the true foundations that had allowed the Black Spirit Tiger Shark Clan, after countless years of rise and fall and bloody battles, to ultimately claim a place among the foremost sea clans of this realm!
At this moment.
These dozen or so Half-Venerable clan elders, living fossils in every sense, had gathered within this grim main hall.
Like ancient reef statues devoid of life, they remained utterly motionless, their lowered eyelids concealing every emotion and thought. Indifferent to all around them, they said not a word.
Yet their tangible pressure weighed heavily upon the heart of every newcomer like invisible undercurrents in the deep sea.
In such a scene...
The many demon lords who normally stood high above all others, holding the power of life and death, felt as though they had slammed into an invisible colossal wall forged from absolute strength and heavy will the instant their feet crossed the threshold of the main hall!
Their demon power instantly tensed throughout