"The big-headed cultivator?"
Wang Ba's expression tightened slightly, and he also sensed the undisguised ruthlessness in the newcomer's tone.
Outside the carriage, Li Yingfu's voice rang out, heavy with gravity:
"So it is True Lord Yan, Locust Demon Seat Master of the Primordial Demon Sect. You have openly stopped the Myriad Phenomena Sect's carriage in Sen Kingdom... do you intend to disregard the alliance between our sects?"
Wang Ba's heart jolted.
The Primordial Demon Sect?
The Locust Demon Seat Master?
All the information he knew about the Primordial Demon Sect flashed through his mind.
These were also some of the inside details Shen Fu had shared with him before.
The sect was enormous.
Beneath its sect master and numerous Spirit Transformation elders, it also had Three Garrisons, Seven Halls, and Forty-Two Seats.
Every garrison chief, hall master, and seat master was an outstanding cultivator at nascent soul perfection.
There were also the Nine Great Holy Sons, who inherited the sect's nine most fundamental demonic arts.
Although these Holy Sons held status equal to the seat masters, apart from the two or three ranked highest, they represented the future rather than the present.
The Locust Demon Seat Master presided over one of the Forty-Two Seats.
He knew little beyond that.
Even so, as an outstanding cultivator at nascent soul perfection, this man's strength was clearly beyond their ability to resist.
Outside the carriage, the booming voice rang out again, carrying a sneer:
"The Myriad Phenomena Sect?"
"Naturally, our Primordial Sacred Sect and the Myriad Phenomena Sect are as close as brothers, but..."
"I see no disciples of the Myriad Phenomena Sect. Instead, I find your carriage rather suspicious. Could you be hiding that big-headed rogue cultivator who stole the Dao opportunity?"
"My friends inside the carriage, come out and show yourselves!"