As Duanmu Chun's voice fell, Gong Ying froze at once. "What does that mean?"
The next moment, Duanmu Chun extended a hand and pointed downward.
Everyone immediately followed his finger and looked down, only to see four elderly men slowly strolling out from the shadows. Gong Ying's entire body trembled slightly as she asked, "What are these four old geezers?"
Gong Ying was not particularly old, so naturally, she did not recognize the four elders.
However, an aged elder aboard the Eastern Tyrant Divine Shuttle Ship cried out in a low voice...
"It's them—the Four Great Mad Demons under Tyrant Soul Venerable."
"Didn't they disappear along with Tyrant Soul Venerable decades ago? Why have they suddenly appeared here?"
The moment those words came out, everyone was stunned.
At the same time, Di Geng below naturally noticed the four elders' appearance and immediately shouted, "Who are you? What do you want?"
At his words, the wrinkles on the old boatman's face twisted in an eerie fashion.
Yet they ignored Di Geng and looked toward Sikong Jing instead. Together, they bowed, and the old boatman said, "Young Master Sikong, we are the Four Great Mad Demons under Tyrant Soul Venerable. We now represent the Yao Residence in battle. Please give your orders, Young Master."
As soon as those words fell, the thousand-plus Emperor Martial Stage cultivators surrounding Sikong Jing widened their eyes, every one of them on high alert.
At the same time, Di Geng's gaze froze.
He seemed to be recalling just what the Four Great Mad Demons were, and gradually, he remembered. His pupils contracted sharply.
Meanwhile, a faintly strange expression surfaced on Sikong Jing's face.
In truth, he had long discovered the presence of these four people nearby, because the little monster beasts had been gathering continuously just now.