The demon beast wrapped in the wind vortex contained powerful energy, and even Zhao Letian's Qingxiao Dharma Eye couldn't penetrate it; he could only faintly discern that the demon beast in the wind seemed to have blood-red skin.
"Such a formidable aura, this demon's strength is probably even greater than the Mercenary Captain's. For these mercenaries to capture it will be no easy task; we should not linger here, let's go!"
Zhao Letian thought to himself, and immediately his figure flickered, leaving the crowd far behind as he headed straight for the barren mountain Lu Yuan had mentioned.
"This kid really has a death wish. A half-step King-level demon beast has already appeared in this area, and he still dares to venture deeper into Ten Thousand Demon Mountain. He's truly courting death."
Watching Zhao Letian's departing figure, the person from Sect Martial Realm who was responsible for protecting Zhao Letian, couldn't help but shake his head in private.
