The shadow fully emerged, shaking its massive head, blinking its eyes, scanned the front, pointed to Nantian Heavenly Monarch sitting on the throne: "Hey, kid, is this the Qingtian Sect?"
Nantian Heavenly Monarch was confused, it's a small Heavenly Demon, not weak in strength, seemingly still half-asleep.
"You don't speak, seems like that's the case. That old man in the palace really didn't deceive me. Where's Chen Nan? Why isn't he here?" The small Heavenly Demon blinked and asked, then turned to an elder below: "By the way, who's the strongest in this Qingtian Sect? What treasures do you have?"
He didn't think much of it, just felt that meeting up with Chen Nan here must mean a big score.
Nantian Heavenly Monarch's face turned like it had submerged in a pool of ink, almost black as Bao Gong, damn it, those people before came to crusade against him for Chen Nan, that could be understood.
But this one seems to be here to rob?
