Eastern Venerable

The three at the front were Azure Flood Dragon King, Peacock King, and Old Peng King. Standing together, the three Great Abilities of the Demon Race made an unusual sight, like three generations of a family.

One was a tall, imposing elder. Golden light blazed around him like fire, his long golden hair whipped wildly, and even his skin shimmered with gold. He looked like a Divine Spirit.

He was the renowned Golden-Winged Old Peng King, a peerless master famed throughout the Demon Race. A major figure among the demons of the central region, he had the power to look down upon the world.

Old Peng King was a demon king even the great Saint Lords feared. His strength was terrifying, and his speed was unrivaled.

Azure Flood Dragon King was a broad-shouldered, middle-aged man with a presence that could swallow mountains and rivers. Green-Clothed Little Flood Dragon King followed behind him. The two looked as though they had been cast from the same mold; anyone could tell at a glance that they were father and son.

This Small World belonged to Azure Flood Dragon King. He held sway in the Northern Region, had countless ties to Heavenly Demon Palace, and was also the fourth of the Northern Region's Great Bandits.

With such a tangled network behind him, even the sacred lands and great clans tried to avoid clashing with him.

Beside them stood a youth of sixteen or seventeen. He was slight of build and looked somewhat delicate.

His features were refined, his bright eyes as clear as lake water. His soft black hair seemed to float, strand by strand.

Peacock King possessed boundless power and could shake rivers and mountains with a roar, yet he looked like a handsome young boy. It was hard to reconcile that face