It wasn't just these demons revealing their true forms; at the very front, there also stood over a thousand demons in various attire, who had transformed into human shapes. The only thing that differentiated them from humans was a pair of unique vertical pupils. Of course, if observed more closely, one could also notice that their facial expressions were significantly more twisted than those of normal humans.
Demons capable of taking on human form must be at least on par with the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm, and are thus Eighth Grade demons. This would mean that every single one of the over a thousand demons present was above Eighth Grade. How many were Seventh Grade, Sixth Grade, or even equivalent to the... Fifth Grade demons of the Yin Yang Holy Realm?
With all these demons before my eyes, plus the presence of Lord River, a Third Grade demon of the Indestructible Realm, who could rival a Sub-Saint of the Martial Path, it was comparable to a Holy Land. Although Hou Yuxiao didn't understand the true strength of any Holy Land, in his view, even the Holy Lands would probably not amount to much more than this.
All eyes were still on the side of the demons because the most important one, Lord River, had yet to appear. Although the Hou Clan had already established substantial cooperation with the River Lord, Hou Yuxiao had also never seen it, so his eyes were filled with curiosity at this moment.
The people of Leiyin Temple were silent as cicadas in winter at this moment, and that included the three at the front—Wufa, Wuyu, and Wunian. As they watched the tens of thousands of demons on the river surface, their pupils were filled with fear.
With tens of thousands of eyes watching, a small whirlpool, barely a meter in diameter, suddenly appeared directly in front of those demons. A blue-robed old man with a benevolent face and white beard and hair slowly rose from the whirlpool, riding a Qing-colored water buffalo.
"Is this... Lord River?"
Hou Yucheng's face was taken aback, his tone full of disbelief.
Not just him, but even Hou Yuxiao, looking at the old man riding the Qing buffalo on the river surface, had a skeptical look in his eyes. He could even see the benevolent smile on the old man's face.
This was Lord River, the peerless demon of the Third Grade Indestructible Realm?
You don't have to wreak havoc like Maiden Hong, but at least you should have the domineering presence that is expected of you. This amiable and approachable demeanor, even somewhat folksy image, what's the meaning of this?
If it weren't for the expressions of terror and fear in the eyes of the demons on the river directed at the old man, not only Hou Yuxiao, but everyone present might doubt whether this old man was truly Lord River.
The blue-robed old man seemed to sense something, and his brows furrowed suddenly. He turned his head to look up into the sky, and at this moment, tens of thousands of pairs of eyes were staring at him. They also followed his gaze upwards.
Hou Yuxiao's pupils narrowed slightly at this sight.
In the sky, a fat monk with pure white eyebrows and beard, wearing a deep blue kasaya and with a kind and benevolent face, had quietly appeared. He was sitting cross-legged in mid-air, with his left hand's finger and thumb pinched together, resting on his left leg; his right hand with palm open lay in front of him, appearing calm and peaceful.
"Junior, the Southern Medicine Master, pays respects to Lord River!"
"What junior, what senior? Don't try to get cozy with me. Even if you say the sky is torn, the fact remains that today, Leiyin Temple has disregarded me, and I won't be placated without killing some monks. Are you here to stop me? Surely you're not so foolish as to think you can?"
The Southern Medicine Master Buddha, a shattered realm powerhouse from Leiyin Temple and one of the exceptional masters of this world, Lord River directly questioned him:
Are you really so foolish as to try and stop me?
Hou Yuxiao couldn't help but click his tongue secretly; these demons, it seemed, each one was more unreasonable than the last. The stronger they were, the more domineering they became, with Maiden Hong being one example, and now, Lord River in front of him too.