"In that case, let's go inside," remarked An Youlan.
The Peacock King nodded, stepped forward, and prepared to push open the bronze giant gate.
However, several elders stopped him, expressing concern, "Lord Long Chen, what if there are traps inside? You must remember, the Demon Lord was a figure that shook the very fabric of time! Even a remnant of his methods could possibly annihilate all of us here."
The Peacock King smiled, "The Demon Lord's methods are so mystifying and unfathomable, how could you and I speculate on them? We are all from the Demon Sect, and I believe he surely wouldn't harm us."
Everyone felt somewhat helpless upon hearing this. If the Demon Lord is indeed deceased, how could he have methods to distinguish friend from foe? The Peacock King's admiration for the Demon Lord was almost fanatical.
