"Reporting to Madam, now those human cultivators have all retreated into their own mountain gates and counties, no longer engaging us in battle.
Even if we attack them, they just stay inside defensively, as if they've decided to be cowards."
In the cramped, dark, damp cave.
Numerous green eyes flickered with a cold light in this dim place.
These lights filled every corner of the cave, even the entire mountain outside, making one's scalp tingle with those green eyes.
On a throne of bones, polished to resemble white jade.
A woman with a graceful figure, exuding an enchanting purple charm, draped in a purple long veil, wearing a floral crown, sat lazily, with a hint of coldness flowing in her eyes.
Below her, fifteen slender but towering great demons, with skin stretched over bones, filled with demonic aura, waited obediently by her side.
A White Bone Little Demon, jaw clattering, respectfully knelt before the woman, reporting the gathered information truthfully.
