Inside the underground fortress, Alm and Bruno spotted a vast cavern. It was extremely plain, with the only presence being a demonic figure resting with closed eyes at the center.
The whale moved slowly, his steps making the ground tremble. Instantly, the demon's eyes snapped open. He was an elder of the Ancestral Devil race, likely responsible for organizing everything in the ascending world. His cultivation was sealed to avoid drawing attention to this planet.
When he locked eyes with the whale, his gaze shimmered ominously. Alm and Bruno chuckled sinisterly; he was a demon in the Divine King Realm.
"Sorry to disturb you," the whale said softly as he assessed the surroundings.
"Denil? Hehe, interesting. The Young Master has been looking for you everywhere, and you dared not stay in that mediocre sect. Now you truly dare to come here. The youths these days are truly audacious," praised the elder demon.
