"Strange, why do I feel like these Abyss Kings seem a little angry?"
Void Patriarch stroked his grizzled beard. He was exceptionally skilled at reading people's hearts, and immediately sensed that experts at the level of the Devil Master and the other Abyss Kings were overflowing with rage, nearly unable to suppress the fury deep within their hearts.
These Abyss Demons were all profoundly calculating, their thoughts as deep as the sea, vicious and cunning. When had they ever displayed their emotions on their faces? Yet now, they made no attempt to conceal them.
Clearly, they were already enraged to the limit and no longer cared whether others could see through them.
"They really are angry. Could it be that they discovered our plan?"
Carefree Patriarch narrowed his eyes.
"No, no. If they had discovered it, they should be deliriously overjoyed, not angry." Void Patriarch shook his head. "In any case, it seems something has happened that we don't yet know about, something that has thoroughly infuriated them."
"Perhaps a third-party force did something to the Abyss."
North Nether Saint guessed.
At that moment, the Devil Master stepped forward. He made almost no effort to hide the rage in his heart as he stared at the saints of the myriad races, especially the Human Race saints. "Good. Very good. This time, you truly made my Abyss suffer a tremendous loss. While I was caught off guard and let my guard down, you sent someone to infiltrate my Abyss treasure vault and steal clean the treasures I had accumulated over countless years, causing my Abyss to suffer grievous losses. You've done very well indeed."
What?! Treasures stolen?!
The moment those words emerged, the many saints looked at one another, their faces full of bafflement. Nothing like this had been included in