Master.
Greetings, Her Eminence Yaoji.
The crisis was resolved. Innumerable evil auras within the entire Demon-Suppressing Prison vanished abruptly, replaced instead by clusters of ethereal and warm purple halos. For a moment, Xiao Yan and Xiao Yi stood there slightly dazed, grinning and laughing only after a long while.
Their actions just now had truly been a misunderstanding of Yaoji.
"Senior Yaoji, about just now..."
Xiao Yan spoke up directly, a trace of shame flickering in his heart.
"No matter."
Yaoji's expression was extremely calm, as if she had not taken it to heart at all.
"Just who... was that fellow who descended?"
The minor misunderstanding was resolved, but many doubts still plagued Xiao Yan.
"A true powerhouse from the Foreign Territory, the Holy Demon King..."
Yaoji spoke softly, as though reminiscing and recounting a long-sealed past.
"During the First Heaven and Earth War, the combat strength of the Great Thousand World and the Outer Realm Evil Clan was almost evenly matched. In order to exploit the peak factions of our Great Thousand, the Outer Realm Evil Clan dispatched quite a few experts to launch sneak attacks in secret... Acting on the orders of the Head of Foreign Lands, he led a detachment of the army to ambush the Dragon Clan, but he was beaten half to death by the Golden Dragon King and the Holy King, who had accompanied the Xiao Clan to provide reinforcement."
"That time, with a mere single strike, the Holy King almost obliterated both his body and soul... The Holy Demon King's strength back then was close to the Half-Step Ninth-Reincarnation Stage, and his current strength has likely successfully stepped into the ninth rank."
Yaoji recalled, yet when mentioning the two words "Holy King," even this supreme being, who naturally exuded an aura of nobility,