416. Demon Prince

Noah returned to the underground corridor where Elder Iris had left him.

He had discussed with the patriarch for some time but, in the end, he was forced to accept his orders.

'I must lead the human assets to war while he prepares the copying spell, he wants to take complete control over the archipelago. However, how am I even supposed to command the other captains? I'm still in the gaseous stage.'

Elder Iris entered his field of view as he evaluated that issue.

Noah knew that he was strong, he had defeated a rank 3 cultivator in the liquid stage after all.

Yet, the sect had many solid stage cultivators, it was pointless to mention the leaders of each faction at that point.

Elder Iris had an old notebook in her hands, her furrowed brows showed her disappointment toward the message that she had received.

"What is it?"

Noah asked when he saw that her gaze went on him and remained still, he felt uncomfortable under the inspection of an elder.

"Nothing, Lord Prince."

"Wha-"