All eyes were on him. If it had been anyone else, any other cultivator, they might have felt embarrassed or uncomfortable. But for the many great figures of the Demonic Way, they did not care in the slightest, it made no impact on them.
For an apex powerhouse like the Blood Fiend Ancestor striding through Heaven and Earth, their resolve was absolute and they would not be easily disturbed by external phenomena, even if they were the centre of universal criticism.
The Blood Fiend Ancestor exchanged glances with the other leading figures of the Demonic Way, once again speaking. "Since the National Preceptor intends to shackle all practitioners in the world, then please show your true abilities. If you prove capable, then I am not against accepting."
A faint smile arose on Pei Xuanjing's face. The other party had indeed shown their true colours, wanting to test themselves against him, to get a measure of his strength.
