The fairy king analyzed Vermeil up and down like he was trying to see into the depths of her very soul.
She was one of those special ones… the energy down to her core was not from this domain.
In addition, he could feel that she had been touched by a great god.
But still…
"You expect me to believe that all of these slaves are yours? I don't believe I've ever seen a such a large number of high level fallen cultivators be enslaved."
Vermeil put on her best manhwa villainess demeanor as she smirked proudly.
Her golden eyes twinkled like crystallized stars and her hair began to float above her head.
"Do you… doubt my ability?"
A column of power was blew out of Vermeil's body and pierced the sky above like a golden arc.
The pressure within the air seemed to come down on the shoulders of everyone present.
Immediately, the fairy king's eyes narrowed even further.
