"Demon-Suppression-"
As Jin Lu watched the Demon-Suppressing Heavenly Lord actually float out, light flashed in his sunlike eyes.
Then he chuckled and slowly floated forward as well.
Jin Lu seemed wrapped in sunlight. Merely floating there, he radiated boundless majesty.
His aura made even Long Li and the two Spirit Race representatives glance over.
The current patriarch of the Golden Crow Clan was strong enough to rank among the foremost in the Spirit World. He was formidable indeed.
"When your Daoist title first appeared, it already offended our taboo. The [Demon-Suppressing Tower] you forged does indeed specifically counter our Demon Clan, and you developed an entire school for your Beast Taming Sect alone. And if I'm not mistaken, the Dao you follow also specifically targets our Demon Clan-"
Jin Lu spoke evenly, but with every word, the Sun True Fire around him seemed to swell along with his imposing aura.
Across from him, however, Demon-Suppression still looked like a simple old farmer.
Facing Jin Lu's ever-rising aura, Demon-Suppression seemed much weaker, and the gap appeared to be widening.
His plain appearance, together with the Dao Principles almost tangling around him, made the space around his body look distorted. His robes, beard, and hair began to flutter.
"That is indeed true. I don't remember much of my mortal life. I only remember being born in a border region, somewhere your Demon Clan has now completely occupied. All seventeen hundred people in our village died in a Demon Clan invasion. Yes, a very ordinary little demon, perhaps barely at Core Formation. But when he killed my family, it was little different from crushing ants-"
The Demon-Suppressing Heavenly Lord spoke calmly, as though merely stating something.
He said no more after that, but everyone understood why his Daoist title, the path he followed,