The faces of Tiangou, He Yuan, and the other Demon Kings darkened.
They had yet to speak, but Yao Buqi had already conferred himself the title of the Holy Son of the Demon Realm?
This kid was too arrogant!
All the Demon Kings' gazes landed on the glowing Demon Ancestor's phantom behind Yao Buqi.
What the hell is going on?
Did the Demon Ancestor really appear?
They had been to the Demon Realm Ancestral Court many times in the past, but they had never encountered such a situation.
For a moment, the Demon Kings didn't know what to do.
"Demon King Ao!" Tiangou and He Yuan looked at Demon King Ao.
Demon King Ao was sitting there calmly and occasionally poking the immobile Hu Li with his finger.
As if sensing the gazes of the Demon Kings, Demon King Ao raised his head and looked at them.
"Ahem…" He coughed awkwardly and raised his voice. "Has the competition ended?"