Shen Xuan's brows furrowed slightly.
The incoming forces were not weak.
All were Demon Cultivators, three chasing one.
A black Escape Light stopped in front of Shen Xuan.
"Big Brother Shen, Little Commandery Princess, I'm sorry."
Ling Zhenfeng wore a look of shame.
"I was careless, my actions exposed, discovered by opponents. I had no choice but to lead them here."
Opposite, three black Escape Lights came to a halt one after the other.
One was at Demon Foundation Perfection, handsome in appearance, dressed in luxurious robes, resembling a refined gentleman in a chaotic world.
The other two were Late Stage Demon Foundation, both robust and burly, with rough and ugly appearances.
"Ling Feiying, I thought you could come up with something crafty, in the end, just this..."
One of them, holding a pair of black-gold demon axes in each hand, swaggered forward.
Shen Xuan transmitted a message to Ling Zhenfeng, asking, "Who are they?"
