Power of the Green Lotus

On the flat plains.

The demons glared fixedly at the terrifying and gigantic vortex in the middle of the Blood Sea.

However, the vortex dispersed before long and the surface of the sea regained its calmness once again.

"What's wrong?"

"What happened beneath?"

All the fiend demons knew that although the Blood Sea seemed peaceful on the surface, it was definitely turbulent beneath!

The Overlord of Golden Flames Mountain could barely sit still.

He looked at the side of Silvermoon Valley's Overlord from time to time.

The old ape was in his usual manner, sitting on his chair as though he was asleep like an old monk in meditation.

"Brother, why aren't you worried at all? That young chap from Ape Chatter Ridge has an immensely unimaginable potential. Aren't you afraid that the group of them might ambush him?"