"I figured the Grand Elder would win. Impressive. It's just about getting ten thousand Top-Grade Spirit Stones. The Demon King has really gone too far, stirring up such trouble over a trifle."
People were cheering and jumping for joy, contrasting with the scornful words they had uttered just moments earlier. This made the Demon Race General rather speechless, as everyone had just been calling for the Demon King to show no mercy.
But now, just because the Grand Elder won, they immediately sided with the victor, showing not the slightest backbone. I definitely wouldn't bow my head to them.
No sooner had these words left their mouths than they discovered upon the Grand Elder's return that he was as stiff as a piece of wood, devoid of any expression, and collapsed to the ground the moment he landed. Someone went to check his breath and found that the Grand Elder's life force had faded away.
