Demon King Mingluo Hunzhao glanced at the traveling palace ahead. Feeling the gazes falling upon him, he snorted coldly and followed the Miasma-Ravaging Silent-Qi Demon King inside.
The hall was spacious and empty, furnished with only a round table.
The other four of the Six Heavenly Demon Kings were already seated. Only Demon King Mingluo Hunzhao and the Miasma-Ravaging Silent-Qi Demon King remained. Once the two took their seats, all Six Heavenly Demon Kings, who ruled seventy percent of the Crimson Firmament Roselight Realm and held dominion over the six heavenly worlds, had assembled.
The Six Heavenly Demon Kings gathered around the round table, yet the atmosphere was nothing like the sinister, evil scene one might imagine. Most of their true forms were not strange, either. All possessed humanoid pre-heaven Dao bodies, and a few even looked no different from ordinary people at first glance. The Miasma-Ravaging Silent-Qi Demon King, for instance, looked like a perfectly unremarkable Daoist priest.
"We have quite the full gathering today."
The Heavy Spring Spirit-Commanding Demon King smiled faintly.
He was a young man with utterly unremarkable features who had once appeared atop the Roselight Capital's city wall and spoken with the Death-Severing Baleful Fiend King.
"Not quite. We're still missing someone," the Death-Severing Baleful Fiend King said.
The Death-Severing Baleful Fiend King had likewise appeared in his true form, without the light that had concealed him in the Roselight Capital. He wore a black-and-gold ritual robe and a black iron crown. His figure stood straight as a pine, his features were stern, and his long, narrow lips formed an exceptionally level line, like a horizontal stroke. Not the slightest emotion showed on his face; he commanded awe without anger. Behind him hung a deathly white ring.
One of the Six Heavenly Demon Kings who