Heading the Demon Clan was the Demon Clan Ancestor, Mo Yutian, behind whom the Demon Clan Disciples' eyes brimmed with unparalleled cold arrogance.
And the Demon Clan Ancestor himself wore a full face of smiles.
"Master, it's the Demon Clan, and the True Martial Clan's people as well!"
Ba Di's eyes kindled with a touch of fighting spirit, that Saint Heir and Mo Yutian were powerhouses capable of opening ten primordial springs.
Such strong figures were even stronger than us.
"No matter!"
Ren Changsheng's face remained calm and unruffled; however, upon seeing Ren Changsheng, Mo Yutian and the others headed straight towards him.
"Hahaha… The Human Emperor arrives so early; I am somewhat ashamed!"
Mo Yutian looked at Ren Changsheng and said with a hearty laugh.
"I'm not here for you to accompany, why feel ashamed? If you like, your Demon Clan doesn't even have to participate in the Competition of Prodigies!"
Ren Changsheng said indifferently while looking at Mo Yutian.
"Uh!"
