Inside Deep Abyss, outside the Heart-Listening Pavilion.
Xin Chang was accompanied by a white deer, with a crowd of lesser demons gathered around him. Most were of lowly bloodlines, little different from servants.
"You said you came to Deep Abyss for some fun. How did you nearly get yourself killed?"
The white deer wore plain white Daoist robes, dressed like an immortal cultivator, and even carried a horsetail whisk. His head remained that of a deer, however, lending him a somewhat comical air.
At these words, Xin Chang's mane bristled, and he said indignantly:
"I just can't stand Song Shiyi. He's of the Human Race, relying on stolen Vermilion Bird fortune. What's he doing in our Deep Abyss?"
"Tell me, what kind of nonsense is this? Is there no law anymore?"
The white deer looked at this elder brother of his and said helplessly:
"Whose law? White Fox Mound is in the Li Kingdom, and by the territorial boundaries, so is Deep Abyss. Do you mean the Song Clan's law?"
"Pah! Of course I mean the decrees of the ancient Demon Emperor. The Song Clan's court can't even control the immortal path, yet it wants to govern us demons? What a joke."
Xin Chang's face was full of disdain, his lion fangs gleaming coldly and his mane shaking as though he were furious. The white deer tried to reason with him:
"Enough of that. Picking a fight with Song Shiyi is one thing. Perpetual Cave is in the Liao Lands, after all, so he has no authority over you.
"But tell me, what wire got crossed in your head that you went and provoked a Dragon Prince? During the bloodshed in the Eastern Sea a few years ago, quite a few Demon Kings and True Persons fell, their blood staining