"My lord, you're finally here!" A group of people prostrated themselves at Saras's feet, their expressions reverent.
Even though Celestial God Peak had been destroyed and Han Shuo had escaped his grasp, to these people, Saras was still one of the most terrifying beings in the Chaos Lands.
They had grown accustomed to throwing their weight around under Saras's banner and knew their interests were tightly bound to his. As long as Saras remained standing, they could continue running rampant in the Chaos Lands. But once they lost his protection, not only would they be unable to continue their misdeeds there, their former enemies would immediately hunt them down until they were torn to pieces!
"How is it?" Saras's face was gloomy. Things had not been going well for him lately. The two monarchs, Vasias and Rogg, had gloated over the news that Celestial God Peak had been destroyed. Although they had reached a verbal agreement with him, whether those two monarchs would keep their word was truly uncertain.
As one of the monarchs of the Chaos Lands, he had failed to protect even his own stronghold and had suddenly become a laughingstock. Saras understood that only by uprooting Han Shuo and his forces and killing every last one of his people could he wash away the humiliation of Celestial God Peak.
"My lord, that place called Demon-Hidden Valley is shrouded in multicolored miasma. We've watched it for so long, but we've never seen anyone come out," one of Saras's subordinates answered respectfully.
"It seems they're all inside the valley. Good. We can catch them all in one net!" Saras snorted coldly. His eyes, flashing with electricity, swept over his surroundings, taking in the expressions of nearly a thousand subordinates one by one. "The authority of Celestial God Peak has