At the same time, a few Supreme Elders of the Demon Clan watching from the sidelines frowned slightly upon hearing the Old Bastard's words.
From their perspective, the subtext of the Old Bastard's words was that the Demon Clan was about to emerge, and the young elites of the Human Race should no longer waste their energies on internal conflicts.
"What human elites? I see no difference between them and ants. Aside from the Emperor's son, our Demon Clan doesn't fear any human genius!" The young genius of the Demon Clan also understood the implication of these words, but didn't care, instead, one young genius of the Demon Clan arrogantly said.
"What a bold statement!"
The nearby Human cultivators couldn't help but turn their heads; the Demon Clan was indeed powerful, but the Human Race, having ruled this world for hundreds of thousands of years, was not to be underestimated either.
