But these Great Demon Kings, who typically reigned supreme over their own territories, now all had their heads slightly bowed. Filled with a reverence that came from their very bloodlines, they stood in attendance behind a lone figure at the front.
He was a man of exceptionally otherworldly features. His face was demonic in its beauty, and his long, narrow eyes, though seemingly calm, looked as if they could pierce through hearts and spacetime itself.
Merely by standing there, his intangible pressure surpassed the combined might of all the Great Demon Kings behind him.
"Fu Yan." The otherworldly man's voice was level, yet it carried an indisputable power.
Fu Yan's body stiffened imperceptibly. He quickly took half a step forward, bowing his head even lower.
"I am here, Ancestor. Please give your command."
His voice held nothing but absolute obedience.
"Present the item." The otherworldly man held out his left palm.
