"I remember when Old man Athen fought with that demoness. He was trapped by her charm spell for over ten breaths! If I hadn't intervened, he'd be either dead or crippled today. Now look at him… getting schooled by a physical cultivator junior who broke the illusion in only a few seconds. If he still dares to look down on others, isn't that just smacking his own face?"
Amidst the stone corridors of the Demon Sealing Cave, voices drifted up and down from shadow-shrouded cells and hidden alcoves.
The elders conversed and jabbed at each other in voices both wry and affectionate, all of them men and women whose status matched—or even exceeded—Elder Azel's own in the whole Azure Origin Dao sect.
Azel, with Tribulation Transcendence realm cultivation, could vie for a top seat on any major peak, but clearly he was far from the only powerhouse in these forbidden demon sealing cave.
