Zhang Yang wasn't concerned about whether those Demon Clan lords would descend.

If he couldn't even deal with the devils in front of him, why worry about the future?

The Azurecloud Sect was facing a major calamity in the coming years. If they couldn't overcome it, they would all be doomed, and there would be no point in considering the future.

"I don't know if your lords are coming, but if you don't hand over your demonic power, I won't be polite," Zhang Yang said sternly, staring at the devils.