The Primordial Heavenly Venerable was speechless. Why were these fellows so intent on targeting him? Could they not speak civilly?
There was something he did not know: the Ancestral Shamans were on good terms with the Demon Emperor, while the Primordial Heavenly Venerable had always been the Demon Emperor's enemy.
The moment they saw the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, they felt an instinctive aversion.
On top of that, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable was so arrogant that he did not take them seriously at all. Anyone could sense his contempt.
Under such circumstances, why would the Ancestral Shamans give him any face?
The Primordial Heavenly Venerable frowned slightly. His aura fluctuated, like a volcano poised to erupt at any moment.
It seemed he had reached the limits of his patience.
At that critical moment, a cool voice came from the depths of the Netherworld Office.
"Have you come for those demons, Primordial Heavenly Venerable?"
The Primordial Heavenly Venerable's brow relaxed. As expected, Lady Pingxin was a Sage, after all. How could she bear to let a fellow Sage suffer humiliation here?
She had to preserve at least some of a Sage's dignity.
"Indeed. Please lend me a hand, Lady Pingxin, and I will certainly repay you."
He felt the matter was as good as settled, and a smug look appeared on his face.
He looked at the surrounding Ancestral Shamans, as though mocking their ignorance.
Just then, Lady Pingxin replied, "You misunderstand, Primordial Heavenly Venerable. As Xuanming said, every soul in the Netherworld Office must undergo judgment and cannot leave at will."
"Moreover, the Demon Race's Quasi-Saints and those demon warriors slaughtered far too many in life. After death, they must suffer in the Eighteen Layers of Hell for several cosmic cycles before their sins can be purged. Under such circumstances, how