Golden Horn and his companions listened to the other party's words, exchanged glances, and all saw the shock in each other's eyes.
While everyone's gaze was fixed on Luzhou in the North, watching the Demon Clan rebuild the once-majestic Demon Court, a complete Demon Capital had already been built in this world.
This inevitably made them start to doubt what Lin Fang's true identity really was.
"Who exactly are you?" the monster guarding the gate asked again, its tone now clearly wary. Although the Demon Realm was tightly guarded and only had a few passages connecting it to the outside world, they remained extremely vigilant to prevent unforeseen issues.
"I am the Green Ox under the Elderly Lord!" the Green Ox Demon said with great pride.
"Who is the Elderly Lord?" the two gatekeeping monsters asked, very puzzled.
"What, you haven't even heard of The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord?" the Green Ox Demon said, shocked.