After a while, the image on the multicolored light powder gradually became clear, revealing a gathering of demons.
At the banquet where the demons had assembled, the one seated in the place of honor was not the Water Python Demon's true body, but an exceptionally tall, sinister-looking man wearing a tarnished silver helmet and a cuirass.
He held a wine goblet and lavishly rewarded the Water Python Demon.
"It's actually him..." The instant Shen Luo saw the sinister man's face clearly, he could not help but exclaim in surprise.
Wuman'er naturally did not recognize him and asked curiously, "Brother Shen, do you know this person?"
"You could call him an enemy." Shen Luo nodded.
The sinister man was none other than Nine-Headed Insect, one of the Demon Clan's Twelve Venerables whom Shen Luo had seen in the previous dream, a powerful Taiyi Realm cultivator.
If it truly was him, then with Shen Luo's current cultivation, he probably would not even be worth mentioning before him. Going there now would be nothing more than throwing his life away.
At that thought, Shen Luo's brow furrowed tightly.
"What is it, Brother Shen? Is this person very powerful?" Wuman'er asked.
Just as Shen Luo was about to answer, he suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said to Rosemary Flower Spirit Mei, "Can you find a way to ask about the cultivation realm of the one in charge?"
Rosemary Flower Spirit Mei nodded without speaking, then quickly closed her eyes.
Immediately afterward, a powerful demon standing beside the Water Python Demon in the image lowered his voice and asked, "Brother, as the king's confidant, do you know what cultivation our king has reached now?"
"Nonsense. Our king emerged from seclusion three years ago after healing his injuries and broke through to the Late True Immortal