"You may also explore the treasures of this secret realm on your own."
Luca's voice was calm, almost lazy, yet every word carried a chilling finality.
"But if you do so, your life and death will have nothing to do with my Heavenly Demon Sect."
His gaze swept across the assembled demons like a blade drawn slowly across flesh.
"This secret realm looks peaceful on the surface, but in truth it is extremely dangerous. Everyone's cultivation has been suppressed to the peak of the Ninth Turn of Mahayana. Even I cannot watch over every one of you at all times."
The night wind surged, carrying with it an inexplicable pressure that made hearts sink.
"Understood, Your Highness!"
"We will strictly obey your orders!"
The demons clasped their fists in unison, not daring to show the slightest hesitation.
"Good."
Luca nodded slightly.
"I will say this only once. Anyone who disobeys my orders—dies."
The final word fell like a verdict from the heavens.
