Lao Er stood up, his simple robe dancing without any wind. He glanced at the lava in the canyon, then his gaze shifted to another direction as he uttered two words: "Demon Race."
The place was quite strange; the closer one got to the lava, the more difficult it was for Divine Sense to penetrate.
Therefore, he couldn't capture Earth Chicken's true form, only sensing the presence of the Demon Aura.
Without further words, he strode forward.
When he saw Earth Chicken's appearance, he couldn't help but be startled. "A chicken."
Earth Chicken looked displeased.
Lao Er continued, "An old hen." Excitement inexplicably rose within him. "Brother, it's a chicken!"
Earth Chicken: "???"
This place had been guarded for ten thousand years.
Although cultivators don't need to eat or drink, as they can sustain themselves by internalizing Spirit Qi, sometimes... it's nice to eat something. Heh heh! Lao Er burst into laughter. "Little demon, have you come here looking for a Great Opportunity?"
