The instant he landed, a scorching wave of fire spread in all directions.
Wherever the fire wave passed, the earth was scorched black, and countless dry bones on the ground turned to powder and scattered away.
Within a thousand-zhang radius, hundreds of Demon Cultivators felt the pressure multiply, their entire bodies trembling uncontrollably.
Some weaker Demon Cultivators even let out low growls, revealing their beastly true forms on the spot.
Yet faced with this suddenly appearing figure, none dared show the slightest dissatisfaction. They merely sprawled on the ground, doing their utmost to restrain their auras.
"So it was Lord Volcano Lord who honored us with his presence. This lowly one failed to welcome you from afar; I hope my lord will forgive me!"
"Everyone present is a guest of our city. I hope my lord will show mercy!"
At the same time, the Sharp-Mouthed Demon Cultivator nearest the Teleportation Array hurriedly revealed a fawning smile. With great difficulty, he shifted his body and greeted the newcomer.
As he spoke, bitterness flickered through his eyes as he secretly glanced at the surrounding demons, who were unable to move.
The Demon Race's Demon Cultivators assumed human forms and continued down the path of cultivation.
To a certain extent, their relationships were no different from those among human cultivators.
Moreover, the Demon Race itself revered strength above all else.
Before the strong, weak little demons did not dare offend them in the slightest.
"Hmph!"
The newcomer swept his slanted gaze over them and let out a soft snort.
The fire waves that had been spreading in all directions vanished without a trace.
The next moment.
The demons in the area felt the pressure lighten, as though they had come back to life, and began gulping down great breaths of air.
Yet when