For the Dayu Divine Dynasty, these demons beyond the Frontier Pass had long nurtured deep-seated hatred.
They were but a group of ants, yet they had occupied all the scenery visible to them.
While it would have taken but a simple lifting of their feet to crush a great many, among these ants were some exceptionally ferocious beings that could deter them.
All they could do was to watch helplessly as those vicious beings protected the weak ants, living under their very noses without any restraint.
They gritted their teeth in hatred, powerless to do anything, and even had to force a smile and exchange pleasantries when facing the patrolling Suppression Envoys.
How utterly stifling!
"Let's go, don't waste words with him!"
The Dragon Lord's face grew dark, and the young man in the silver robe also looked grave, knowing that today they would not gain any advantage, especially with the Grandmaster of Heavenly Secrets present—who knew if there would be other Four Stands Realm experts.
