As the sacrificial ritual to the heavens began, the crowd in the entire square fell silent.
No matter which world people come from, they have an innate fear of the heavens.
Especially in the Demon Realm, the might of the heavens is even greater.
Every major event starts with this sacrificial ritual.
At this moment, Ye Luo and Nameless had just made their way up the mountain, naturally accompanied by soldiers who led them directly to the front row.
Given their status, they naturally had to sit in the front row.
As soon as Ye Luo sat down, he felt several blazing gazes fall upon him.
With a slight turn of his head, he saw the Third Prince sneering at him, and beside him was that elder as expected.
Ye Luo couldn't be bothered to pay them any attention, yet there was another gaze not far away that compelled Ye Luo to look over.
This too was a handsome man, exuding an imposing aura with a faint resemblance to an emperor.
