Lord? I had no idea what that demon was talking about. How was I a lord of the underworld?
I stared at it and asked, "What do you mean by this?"
He quickly answered my question with a trembling voice: "The demonic race has the strongest family of demons, and all of them have a similar mark to the one you have on your forehead."
"Demonic race?"
"Yes. This is only my transformation. Look," the demon said, getting up from his kneeling position.
Then the most surprising thing happened. His entire body shifted, returning to that of a young cultivator, not much different from the cultivators I often found.
His eyes were no longer deep red but were now black. The demon was human again.
