Nine Nether Demonic Abyss, Yan Luo City.
Inside a dim stone hall, six black-robed figures sat in solemn stillness.
The auras of these six figures were all vast like the sea, unfathomable.
The one leading them had his entire body shrouded in a layer of mist, appearing bizarre and eerie.
The other five, though not quite matching him, were also beings of unfathomable power.
Among these five, Great Elder Yan Tai of the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect was precisely one of them.
"Second Demonic Elder, the four Hall Masters, this Su Mo must absolutely not be left alive! The Azure Divine Palace must also be destroyed as early as possible!"
Yan Tai's voice rang out, filled with bone-chilling killing intent, and he continued, "This person grows far too quickly, and he has long been locked in an irreconcilable feud with our Holy Sect. If he is not killed, he will bring endless future trouble!"
"What is his current strength? And how much strength does the Azure Divine Palace possess?"
The Second Demonic Elder, whose entire body was shrouded in black mist, spoke up. His voice was eerie and hoarse, as if it issued forth from the depths of hell, causing even Yan Tai to feel a quiver in his heart upon hearing it.
Demonic Elder—this was an extremely unfamiliar term, but within the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect, it was an existence of immensely lofty status, comparable to the majesty of the Sect Master.
Yet outside in the wider world, no one knew that the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect even harbored figures like Demonic Elders.
"According to reliable intelligence, Su Mo's strength is comparable to a Ninth Layer Martial Emperor Realm martial artist. As for the Azure Divine Palace, it has only just emerged into the world, and just how much