Silence fell over the void outside the Phoenix Palace. Everyone stared at the overbearing Phoenix Woman.
She had just said there were no men in the Phoenix Palace, yet now there was a "young master."
However, neither the Cold Sect nor the Blood Sect associated this "young master" with Su Mo. As far as they knew, Su Mo was merely the guardian of Phoenix Woman's path.
Phoenix Woman seemed unconcerned by their reactions. She merely swept a cold glance over the people of the two sects and said to the Green-Robed Attendant with some irritation, "Tell him to bear it, even if it hurts."
The Green-Robed Attendant nodded and withdrew. She knew that Phoenix Venerable did not actually care about these people before her at all. In Phoenix Venerable's eyes, nothing mattered more than the young master.
If Phoenix Venerable truly feared these people, she would never have allowed her to approach and speak to her.
And the attendant cared even less about these people who fancied they could harm the young master. How could any of them matter more than a single "it hurts" from him?
Once the attendant withdrew, Phoenix Woman regained her cold composure.
She turned back toward the two old men leading the Cold Sect and the Blood Sect and asked quietly, "Was there anything else?"
The Cold Sect's Sect Master stared at Phoenix Woman, his eyes flickering slightly, and said slowly, "Phoenix Venerable, you should hand Su Mo over."
"Surely you would not wish to see turmoil rise in the Demon Realm again..."
Phoenix Woman narrowed her eyes. "Are you threatening me?"
A barely perceptible killing intent instantly locked onto the members of the Cold Sect and the Blood Sect who had entered the Demon Realm. One great demon after another prepared to slaughter these