Ling Xiao's body hadn't changed much.
It was still his body, only his eyes and hair had become peculiar.
Long silver-white hair swayed in the wind.
Two blood-red Mo Yan eyes, intimidating all living beings.
"That guy's gone mad, he's actually willing to be possessed by the Demon King, willing to become the Demon King's puppet, just to kill us all!"
In terms of insight, that Imperial Martial Artist was definitely formidable.
He could see Ling Xiao's current situation all at once.
But what good does knowing do?
Does knowing enable you to win?
Knowing only makes you more terrified.
Because what they have to face is no longer a Genius Martial Artist, but a true Demon King.
A demon being crossing the void to arrive in the Mysterious World.
This demon being has its own awareness, its own abilities.
How could they possibly be a match?
At this moment, they would almost rather Ling Xiao could control this power, so at least the Demon King wouldn't be able to act recklessly.
