Xuan Heng's gaze fell upon Jin Lin, who looked back at him without yielding an inch.
Jin Lin cupped his fists toward Xuan Heng and said, "Clan Chief Xuan, I, Jin Lin, merely wish to seek justice for my fallen clansmen and elders. Would Clan Chief Xuan be willing to support me?"
Xuan Heng wanted to become the Demon Nation's Demon Emperor, but he was not one yet.
Jin Lin had already displayed his strength. Of the more than fifty clans present, over a dozen supported him.
Though it was not even half, this force was still extremely formidable within the Demon Nation.
He believed he now had the capital to speak with Xuan Heng.
He could not help praising inwardly, Jin Yu truly has some skill. It seems the demon behind the curtain is plotting something enormous.
However, it did not matter. He did not care.
What he needed now was to borrow this momentum to establish himself within the Demon Nation. Once he had gained a foothold, the rest could be discussed later.
He was more than happy to see a force capable of arm-wrestling with the Azure Abyss Black Tortoise Clan. When the snipe and clam fought, the fisherman profited.
Xuan Heng said nothing and merely kept staring at Jin Lin. The atmosphere became exceptionally strange. Though the Demon Race World Lords present appeared silent, their voice transmissions had already gone wild.
"When did Jin Lin win over so many Demon Race World Lords?"
"There are some from the Southern Region, the Northern Region, and the Eastern Region. There are even World Lords from the Central Region and the Western Region?"
"Brother Tuo, when did you start colluding with Jin Lin?"
"Now this is going to be entertaining. I had been trying to maneuver for an important