All the powers in the entire Fiend King Court were shocked.

In the ancestral grounds, the elders opened their eyes, exclaiming, “Another divine weapon has come into being?”

Their eyes were filled with blazing radiance. What kind of an item was a divine object? Even the Fiend races’ royal family only had a single one, the Sun Slaying Bow! The number of divine weapons in the world was pitifully small. Every single one had tremendous power that could affect the balance between different powers.

The Great Elder was startled and was about to head out to take a look, but the Second Elder stopped him, saying, “Forget it. How can the lifespan you have left be squandered away repeatedly like this? No matter how powerful a divine weapon is, it cannot make us live longer.”

The Great Elder felt that made sense. After all, they relied on a special place like the ancestral land to rest; only then could they slow down the rate of their lifespan’s deterioration. They would use up quite a bit of their lifespan each time they left.

They had just left once yesterday. If they went out again today…

Sigh, we’re too old. We can’t do it that often...