Yellow Springs Sect, in an extremely dim underground space.
Over ten figures with obscure auras sat on both sides of a long table.
Each was dressed in black robes, surrounded by a faint black glow, making their appearances indistinguishable.
"These Demon Clan members are too useless. They haven't made any progress for such a long time.
Once other Human Race sects intervene, they'll have even fewer opportunities!"
"If it weren't for that meddling Red Hero kid, the Demon Clan wouldn't be so passive. We must find a way to kill him!"
"That young Red Hero, his strength is indeed astonishing.
I suggest that those below the late Foundation Establishment stage should not entangle with him, fearing they won't withstand even a single blow!" spoke one of the shadows among the many, drawing the attention of the others.
He was the elder who previously protected the Seer.
The only one present who had encountered Red Hero in a direct confrontation.
