章 1147: Cultivation Potential Threshold

The silent hall was extremely oppressive. The Life Fiendcelestial frowned, his eyes filled with displeasure.

"This demon's power is indeed extraordinary. Why don't you ask the heavens?" a Great Dao Fiendcelestial asked.

The other Great Dao Fiendcelestials agreed as if they had opened a conversation box. The hall instantly entered a noisy state.

"Yes, since we don't know, we'll ask the heavens."

"The Divine Lord of the Nether Race seems to be able to contact the heavens."

"The Nether Race is just trash. This demon grew up under their noses."

"Don't say that. The Great Dao Fiendcelestial and the Nether Race are both favored children of the heavens. They should be as close as brothers."

The Life Fiendcelestial's brows did not relax at their words.

He felt that this was nonsense.

If he could, he would have found it long ago!