Chapter 1585
"There's no need to stand on ceremony. Come to my home," said Ferrian.
Impressed by Sebastian's "powerful" strength and his alias as Nitaveen—allegedly the future royal consort—Ferrian treated him with exceptional enthusiasm.
Ferrian took Sebastian into the sky without delay. Before long, they arrived at the gates of a grand city, descended, and entered on foot.
Cities in the Demonic World were rare, often with only one or two per race. However, each city was vast and majestic, with walls towering hundreds of feet high, resembling colossal mountains from a distance.
Upon entering the city, Sebastian felt an overwhelming sense of oppression. This was, after all, a Demon Tribe stronghold.
Walking the streets, even the average passerby was at the Lesser Deity Realm level, while Intermediate Deity Realm experts were a common sight.
The sheer number of Lesser Deity Realm individuals and the ease of encountering Intermediate Deity Realm powerhouses highlighted the Demon Tribe's innate

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