Kong Bai's pupils constricted slightly, and inky shades of varying darkness swirled within them.
It had been less than half a day since they'd sensed the demons' aura, flown out from Jishui Camp, and tailed them here.
A top-tier Great Demon, easily one of the ten strongest, had been reduced to a pile of dismembered remains. The sight was unnervingly gruesome.
'To think the Star Palace has an expert of this caliber. It makes no sense for this organization to have remained obscure all these years, never truly being taken seriously by the Super Sects...'
This was a far cry from using a Secret Technique with immense side effects to kill the Twelve-Winged Soaring Serpent. The Thousand-Legged Golden Centipede was stronger by more than just a small margin.
What's more, this Ziwei Star Star Monarch's aura was placid, his bearing refined and otherworldly. His Daoist Robe was pristine, and he was completely unharmed.
