Kuang Cang looked down at the guards sprawled on the ground and said,
"You're lucky. You may not look like soldiers, but at least you showed up."
As he spoke, Kuang Cang looked outside at the other guards who had yet to arrive and said coldly,
"As for the rest of you, get rolling!"
At that command, all the guards who had yet to assemble involuntarily curled into balls and rolled toward the Governor's Residence.
From their terrified expressions, it was clear that they had no idea what was happening to their bodies.
Fortunately, it was late at night, and no one saw their disgrace.
Once that was done, Kuang Cang withdrew his aura. After all, these lesser demons were only at the Void Shattering realm on average, and he feared he might accidentally kill them with a careless burst of pressure. These little pawns had never been the targets of his aura.
His targets were everyone in the Governor's Residence. Although Kuang Cang knew he was fairly famous among the Demon Race, it had far too many branches, and its territory was far too vast. Never mind him—even Prince Yu, a Great Sage, and Prince Yuan, a Demon Race Sage, were names some demons had never heard.
In practical terms, the Southern Continent had been beyond the Demon Dynasty's influence for far too long. It remained ignorant of many major events within the Demon Race. Under such circumstances, the Owl Race could easily control the Southern Continent's channels of information. Amid countless reports, some true and some false, not only the smaller clans but even the leaders of certain major clans could not tell which news was genuine.
Those cut off from information were also the easiest to deceive. Some major clans might have no idea how powerful Kuang