The four Peacock Demons, intimidated by the Peacock Gall and fallen to the ground, were now shivering uncontrollably. To plot against royalty was already a grave crime, let alone against a future Demon King heir, adorned with the Peacock Golden Crown, as if his royal presence graced them. It would be difficult to escape death!
The dense golden radiance shimmering atop the Peacock Golden Crown, despite Wang Yan's cultivation base being one stage higher, despite it also not being affected by the Peacock Gall due to its royal bloodline. Yet, under the suppressive aura of the Peacock Golden Crown, it had already lost its nerve. It had never been a being of absolute courage.
"Sis, sister. I..."
