章 948: Something didn't feel right.

Inside a grand room, around a giant table, there sat 10 beings.

9 of these beings had similar features. Their heads were of a Falcon with intimidating eyes and a strong beak, while their bodies resembled humans with adequate muscles that displayed strength. They didn't wear any clothes to cover their upper bodies, they wore a dhoti to cover their legs.

Amongst these 9 Falconkin, there was a Falconkin who sat on the head position of the table, unlike other beings sitting on the table who radiated strong energy that would intimidate most of the beings in the world, he didn't radiate any energy at all.

However, just the dignity he carried himself with was enough to tell others that he was extraordinary.

He was Prima Skythorn.

The City Lord of the Skythorn Falcon City and a Divine Stage Cultivator.

The others sitting at the table were all Saint Stage Cultivators who had the most say in the matters regarding Skythorn Falcon City.