Every monster among them was notorious, and countless immortals from the Heavenly Court had died at their hands over the long years.
Their wanted posters still hung within the Dragon Palace, not to capture them, but to warn the Dragon Sons and Dragon Grandchildren to stay far away from these vicious beings.
Yet, who could have predicted that these very characters would come here?
They were not walking bounties but harbingers of death, like Yan Luo himself. Now that they had come to the Dragon Palace, what was he to do?
Ao Shun felt utterly directionless at this moment. His gaze quickly settled on Feng Jiu, simply because his mind held no information about this woman.
However, judging by the demeanors of the Flood Dragon Demon King and the others, it was clear they regarded this mysterious woman as their leader.
These were the loyal followers of the Demon Court, who had been striving to rebuild it for many years, undeterred by pursuit or encirclement.