After severing his connection with Poison Venerable, the old man's expression abruptly turned solemn. That stern look cast an unparalleled pressure over everyone below.
Below stood tens of thousands of Great Demons, each one radiating incomparably dense demonic qi. The thick demonic qi had even stained the very space around them black.
"Notify those Golden Immortal factions. No matter how much they make trouble, they must not harm a single hair on my Forbidden Void's inheritor."
"If my Forbidden Void's inheritor is injured, I will use every one of their Golden Immortal factions as sacrifices. If my Forbidden Void's inheritor falls, I will raze their entire Demon Domain."
The old man spoke with utmost gravity, and a faint, concealed ripple flashed through the space behind him.
Elsewhere, Poison Venerable looked at the Great Demons filling the sky before him, momentarily at a loss for words.
"We pay respects to the Young Master."
At that moment, the Great Demons who had been imposing beyond compare all clasped their fists and bowed respectfully toward Poison Venerable in neat, orderly unison, as though they had rehearsed it beforehand.
"Ahem. Which one of you is in charge?"
Looking at these Great Demons, Poison Venerable lightly coughed into his hand and asked.
"Young Master, I was the one who brought them here. I can speak for them, and I can manage them."
The burly, ferocious-faced young man standing at the very front thumped his solid chest hard and shouted.
"Bullshit! You blockhead, get down here! I'm obviously the strongest."
"What bullshit are you two spouting? I haven't even spoken, and you two already jumped out?"
"This Venerable hasn't even opened his mouth, yet you three are already arguing? All of you, get down there. Don't let the Young Master see you make fools of yourselves."