"..."
He Laoyao rubbed his eyes, striving to see more clearly... the figure wore a black-and-gold robe, his expression cold and stern, his temples lightly frosted with gray.
He merely stood there with his hands behind his back, yet seemed like a lone peak towering through the ages, impossible to surmount.
The old demon general swayed violently, his legs trembling, and nearly collapsed to the ground.
He had never expected to encounter this terrifying being here.
"Lord Ji..."
But what followed was even greater terror.
The Little Heavenly General held an exalted status. He was not merely an unparalleled prodigy whom the Cloud-Dream Palace had poured its heart and soul into nurturing.
Behind him lay the attention of the Heavenly Court itself.
Even if he had yet to be formally invested as a Heavenly General, he still counted as one of the Heavenly Court's own.
If he had died inside the cave abode like this, then to appease the Heavenly Court's wrath...
Would the accompanying generals who had clung to life have any chance of surviving?
Noticing the bitterness on his face,
Lord Ji looked over calmly. "Don't put too much pressure on yourself... I have no authority over the Heavenly Court, nor do I want any... but if you dare conceal anything from me, the Heavenly Court won't need to act. I guarantee that you and your entire tribe will not live another three days."
"...Yes..."
He Laoyao went cold all over, no longer daring to harbor even a shred of hope of escaping by luck.
Then he drew a deep breath, struggled to steady his voice, and recounted everything that had happened inside the cave abode.
"She was a young female cultivator in white robes... none of us knew where she came from. We only knew she had