Chapter 373: The Demonic Sects
Just as the assembled demonic experts from the three sects were deep in their discussion, a sudden call cut through the conversation, "The Cult Master has arrived."
At those words, every expert from the three great demonic sects looked up. A bloody gust of wind came racing in, and in the blink of an eye a white-haired elder with a ruddy complexion and magnificent robes touched down on the stone seat at the center of the underground space.
At the sight, the experts of the Blood River Demonic Sect immediately dropped to one knee and called out in unison, "We pay our respects to the Blood River Patriarch."
The other two sects' experts also bowed their greetings. No member of the demonic world would dare show disrespect to any of the three cult masters.
"Rise."
The Blood River Patriarch's eyes carried a hidden crimson light. He swept a glance over the assembled demonic experts in the underground space, then stroked his beard, "I am the first to arrive it seems. When will the other two cult masters be coming?"
At those words, the experts of the Sun and Moon Demonic Cult and the Ten Thousand Malice Demonic Sect exchanged a glance.
The enforcer who had spoken before was about to respond when a wailing sound, somewhere between near and far, like the cry of a vengeful spirit, drifted in.
When the sound faded, the Ten Thousand Malice Demonic Sect's Sect Master had already appeared on the stone seat beside the Blood River Patriarch.