Upon hearing these words, the crowd no longer spoke out in rage but waited quietly outside the Floating Demon Mountain.
Before long.
A muffled, icy hum reverberated throughout the Boundless Celestial Demon Valley, startling the ten Branch Masters to bow quickly and respectfully in greeting.
"Greetings, Demon Lord!"
"Greetings, Demon Lord!"
"Greetings, Demon Lord!"
After responding in unison, the ten of them remained bowed like bent bows, not daring to lift their heads.
The ten infamous old demons, each over a thousand years old, at this moment, none retained the demeanor of a Pulse Master, and after the Demon Lord's cold hum, they were all like servants.
The reason was simple.
It's a mere difference of a small realm, but it's not a simple matter of transitioning from the Early Stage to the Middle Stage.
The difference is worlds apart.
