章 1825: Sovereign Chen Yong Isn't Dead?

In the capital of the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe, there was a sealed room filled with all kinds of seals that isolated the space from the rest of the world, hindering even one's Spiritual Perception from passing through.

Peng!

With a loud smack on the table, a middle-aged man with sharp eyebrows stood up wrathfully, shouting, "That scoundrel! This is no different from a revolt!"

A younger Otherworldly Demon scanned the crowd and furiously bellowed, "The three Sovereigns of the Spirit Tribe have always looked after one another, but that b*stard actually disregarded the rules and colluded with the humans to kill Sovereign Chen Yong! That wretched traitor of the Spirit Tribe! As proud citizens of the Spirit Tribe, we must come together to overthrow this nonsense!"

If Zhang Xuan was there, he would definitely have been able to tell that this Otherworldly Demon was the student of his that had infiltrated the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe… Liu Yang!