"Why aren't you checking my father's injuries?" the eldest prince demanded coldly.
At once, a dozen or so demon elders crouched down to examine the Undying Tribulation Demon God. Disbelief spread across every face.
"The hall master's divine body is completely shattered. Its divine patterns have collapsed, seven of his demon eyes are gone, his Godhead is cracked, and his divine infant is injured!"
"And his Godhead is filled with terrifying sword-force energy!"
The elders of Demon Tribulation Hall spoke in horror.
"What?" The eldest prince was stunned.
One elder immediately produced a pill and fed it to the Undying Tribulation Demon God. "The hall master is in grave danger. We must devote everything we have to driving the sword-force energy from his Godhead!"
"Then get to it! And no one is to let word of my father's injuries spread!" the eldest prince barked.
"Yes!"
The demon elders hurried the unconscious Undying Tribulation Demon God into a secret chamber for treatment.
The eldest prince immediately ordered a news blackout.
If the other three great Demon Gods of the Hell Realm learned that his father was gravely injured, the consequences would be unthinkable.
Inside a demon hall.
Seated to one side, the eldest prince, Demon Emperor Ji, asked gravely, "Demon Tower Divine King, in your judgment, how badly is my father hurt?"
"Very badly. Even if he survives, without some Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, I fear he won't return to his peak for decades," the Demon Tower Divine King said.
"Oh?"
Demon Emperor Ji looked faintly surprised, but the corner of his mouth lifted in an almost imperceptible smile.
The Demon Tower Divine King cupped his hands slightly. "Eldest Prince, with the hall master gravely injured, I fear Demon Tribulation Hall will descend into chaos."
"Chaos? The more, the better!"