Atop the grand hall.
Lin Yuan sat in the place of honor, his gaze overlooking all, a deity amongst mortals.
The Nine Heavenly Demon Formations vibrated ceaselessly.
As if they had encountered their master, they finally calmed down after a long while.
Xiahou Yuan was extremely special. Among the myriad demons of the world, any who practiced the Demonic Tao would have to kowtow upon seeing him, a suppression born of their Life Essence.
Even those with greater strength than Xiahou Yuan would be affected, only the impact was less severe—they wouldn't have to prostrate themselves upon meeting.
Of course, only Xiahou Yuan himself was clear on this matter.
As for the devil lords and Demon Lords who had followed Xiahou Yuan, they were oblivious to the subtleties, only sensing an inability to harbor any thoughts of rebellion against him.