The Demon Sage was an entity that commanded respect and fear in the demon race. This person dwelled in the path of seven emotions and desires. The moved unbothered and took what he wanted and killed whom he disliked. Over the centuries he had slayed many of the older demons while the simpletones thought it was because the man had an unstable personality, the real experts knew that these kills were made to make sure that he stands on the peak of the demon race.
Twenty people were sitting around a big table but the room was icy cold. Just then a middle-aged man spoke up, "Lord Yan, would you be willing to exchange that Ice Lotus seed with me? I can otter you Two fangs of the Nether Lion both of supreme demon beast level."
Before Lord Yan could say anything, a seemingly young man asked calmly, "Are the fangs you are talking about obtained by injuring my eldest nephew, old dog Nu?"
