"With such lofty ambitions, Prefect Lord, it is a blessing for our Heavenly Capital."
"However, the demon race is far from as simple as it appears on the surface. Regarding the matter of the demonic horde, should we not... deliberate over it more carefully?"
A voice emerged from within the orb of light.
Ye Tianling was, after all, the Prefect Lord—the public ruler of Heavenly Capital. Even the Heavenly Capital elders chose their words with great care when speaking.
"Oh? Far from simple on the surface? I would like to hear the Grand Elder's insights!"
Ye Tianling's brows creased slightly, then swiftly relaxed as he turned to look at the Heavenly Capital elder behind him.
The orb flickered, and the voice within continued.
"The demons of Cangshan have emerged, and the formidable demonic figures exposed to the world may appear few. Yet the Demon Venerable and Devil Master have still not shown themselves. Could it truly be because they were trapped for too long and have yet to recover their strength?"
"If that were truly the case, the Yun Family of Leizhou and the Zhurong Clan of Hanmo Prefecture would likely have acted long ago."
"In this old woman's view, the Demon Venerable and Devil Master have not appeared merely because they are guarding against the Yun Family, the Zhurong Clan, and our Heavenly Capital. This old woman still holds the same view as before: taking the initiative to wage war against the demonic horde is by no means a wise move!"
When she spoke again, the Grand Elder of Heavenly Capital did not beat around the bush, directly making her opposition clear.
The corner of Ye Tianling's mouth twitched slightly, and two traces of concealed displeasure flashed clearly through his eyes.
Yet he did not show it. He continued,