The few high-ranked great demons standing in the shadows within the hall dared not even breathe, the intangible pressure causing their demon bones to creak.
"Useless!"
Dragon Venerable's voice was like the low screech of ages-old ice grinding together, each word carrying an anger that threatened to freeze souls and delivering a substantive spirit shock directly onto the Heaven-Burning Ancestor below.
"Heaven-Burning, despite cultivating for ten thousand years to reach the late stage of Demon Venerable, you can't even handle a mere newly ascended Daoist Venerable. Repeatedly escaping from your grasp and even injuring the array hub!"
"Useless!"
Dragon Venerable's voice was terrifyingly low, each word like a meteoric impact wrapped in icy fragments.
"And those four useless ones, four demon venerables unable to stop a novice in the Mixed Cave Realm."
