The hall fell silent in an instant.
The several Great Demons who served as close confidants looked at one another, all thinking they must have misheard.
"Say that again?"
The rat demon trembled under the oppressive, chilling aura, but still braced himself and repeated, "The young master really is driving someone's carriage... and three Demon Emperors are accompanying it, guarding both sides of the chariot."
"Your subordinate doesn't know who's sitting inside."
"But the young master is injured... one of his antlers is broken, and half his face has caved in..."
The hall sank into silence once more.
Several Great Demons instinctively stirred their demonic energy.
It wasn't that they felt sorry for Juechen... That deer demon's talent was among the best in the Demon Race. Otherwise, Elder Tianzhu wouldn't have taken him as his adopted son and raised him with such care.
In terms of strength, he was at the peak of the Tower-Ascending Realm.
In terms of his foundation, he had inherited the orthodox teachings of the Living Soil.
In terms of status, he was Elder Tianzhu's adopted son.
Throughout the You Mountain Range, apart from the elders of the other branches, what demon or monster in the surrounding lands wouldn't show the Demon Emperor Juechen some respect?
And now, someone like him had his antler broken and half his face caved in, yet he was meekly riding on the back of a strange beast, pulling someone's carriage.
What was going on?
Had the bastard switched sides?
Thrown in his lot with some other elder?
Otherwise, who in the You Mountain Range could make Demon Emperor Juechen humble himself to such a degree?
"What exactly is sitting inside that chariot?"
The python demon asked in a low voice, killing intent flashing in his slit pupils.
The rat demon