Vorath was the first to react. His eyes moved over Arthur, sweeping from head to toe in an examining glance.
Ahox did the opposite. He kept his gaze turned elsewhere, ignoring Arthur entirely. Neither of them said a word.
Behind the two demons stood the rest of the Nether World Forces, rows of them filling the space behind their leaders.
Arthur reached out with his senses and felt their auras, one after another. He took stock of them one by one as he did, feeling out where each presence stood and how strong it felt.
It did not take him long to work through all of it, one presence after the next. Over eighty cultivators stood among them, every one of them at the Martial Emperor level, spread out across three separate factions.
A low murmur passed through some of them as they took in the sight of him standing alone. It did not last long before the hall settled back into quiet.
Arthur did not react to any of it, keeping his focus exactly where it had been the whole time.
