Although Wang Zheng remained outwardly arrogant and composed, he was inwardly panicking.
It's no wonder Wang Zheng was timid. Including the Peacock Demon King, there were a total of 23 people present, including men and women, young and old.
They all seemed to be on equal footing, and each of them exuded a strong spiritual aura. Wang Zheng didn't believe that there was a half-demon mixed in among them.
In other words, there are now 23 real demon kings standing in front of him.
It should be noted that Wang Zheng had a difficult time facing a Poisonous Python King that had self-destructed its inner core on his own. If it weren't for the intervention of the powerful Ferocious Beast, he probably would have only managed a draw and would have been on the defensive.
Now that more than twenty extremely ferocious demon kings have suddenly appeared in front of him, the fact that he wasn't so frightened that he couldn't speak already shows that he has a very strong mental fortitude.
Looking at these demon kings, there are five more than the officially reported number of Peacock Demon Kings.
The five extra ones were all foreign demon kings whose appearance and clothing did not match the others.
Seeing that the 23 demon kings were vaguely divided into several groups, Wang Zheng was also thoughtful.
Although the Peacock Demon King had the largest number of followers, several of the powerful demon kings whose spiritual energy fluctuations were significantly higher were acting independently. Clearly, their demonic hearts had scattered, making the group difficult to lead.
I wonder what his intentions are in inviting these foreign demon kings now, or if he's plotting something.
But looking at these malevolent demon kings opposite him, Wang Zheng secretly hardened his heart and felt that he needed to intensify his efforts.
'Damn it, if I don't manage to fool all these demon kings today, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out. It would be best if these guys fought amongst themselves; that way, I'll have a chance to escape unscathed.'
Seeing that everyone's attention was focused on Wang Zheng, a demon king who had returned from the previous battlefield described the general course of events.
The demon kings who hadn't gone along also scrutinized the young man, who claimed to be a descendant of a divine beast, from head to toe.
The Peacock Demon King laughed heartily upon hearing Wang Zheng's comments, seemingly acknowledging Wang Zheng's identity.
"You flatter me, you flatter me. I am naturally no match for your extensive knowledge and experience, brother. Please come in, Brother Wang Zheng, please take a seat."
The Peacock Demon King's enthusiasm seemed to be a way of expressing his attitude, but Wang Zheng pretended not to understand and did not refuse. He followed him without hesitation and walked directly into the hall.
Some demon kings were dissatisfied with Wang Zheng and, sensing that he possessed a more human-like aura, wanted to embarrass him. However, they were all stopped by their leaders, who waited to see how things would develop.
Wang Zheng naturally sensed these slightly hostile gazes, but at this moment he was playing the role of a divine beast offspring with extraordinary cultivation, so he was naturally bossy and didn't even give these peasant demon kings a second glance.
After Wang Zheng followed the Peacock Demon King up the bluestone steps, they arrived at the magnificent council hall.
Upon entering the main hall, in the center stands a vermilion lacquered round platform about two meters high. On the platform are three chairs carved with dragon patterns. In front of the chairs are two large and ornate long tables made of golden nanmu wood, with a white long-pile carpet covering the tabletops.
Gold, silver, and glassware glittered on the white tablecloth, upon which were displayed various fine wines, delicacies, and rare fruits.
The left and right sides are the same size, only the chairs are a little lower and the long table is a little shorter. Of course, there are also a lot of various foods on the table.
Seeing the situation before him, Wang Zheng mentally compared the groups of people who had just been at the door with the people in front of him, and pondered to himself.
The original eighteen demon kings of Yunnan should have been led by three major leaders, with the Peacock Demon King at the head.
The relationship between the parties was probably not very harmonious, and because of the incident of killing his son, King Lingxiang had almost brought the conflict between the two sides to the forefront.
In addition, there were five demon kings from outside the region.
The relationships here are intricate and complex, so there's no fear of not being able to take advantage of the situation.
Wang Zheng continued to look with curiosity. Behind the round platform was a pure green jade screen, on which was carved a lifelike peacock spreading its tail feathers.
The room has white marble pillars at the four corners, and the walls are all carved from white jade.
Looking further up, two magnificent golden chandeliers hung from the high golden ceiling, inlaid with several huge white pearls, illuminating the entire hall.
The golden roof and jade wall are painted with all kinds of bird patterns, which are colorful.
The floor was covered with brightly colored, clearly tanned animal hides, which had a rugged yet harmonious exotic feel.
Once all the demon kings had stepped inside, the Peacock Demon King personally escorted Wang Zheng to a seat in the front row on the far left, clearly showing how much he valued him.
After Wang Zheng took his seat, the Peacock Demon King sat down in the main seat, flanked by the Spirit Elephant King and another demon king that Wang Zheng had never seen before.
The Peacock Demon King raised his wine cup and said loudly:
"Brothers, I, Peacock, have lived in a daze for so many years, always striving to overthrow the dominance of mankind. It is for the same ideal that I have traveled thousands of miles to invite a few brothers from overseas to join us."
At this point, the Peacock Demon King raised his hand in a respectful gesture towards the group.
"Now, by chance, I have encountered the descendant of the ancient divine beast, the son of the senior Zhenghuang, who is this Brother Wang Zheng. Only then did I understand my identity and responsibility."
Our demon race is now facing an unprecedented predicament. Only by uniting can we stop the human invasion. I, the Peacock, have an inescapable responsibility for this, and it is my mission as a descendant of the Phoenix…”
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