The vortex-like cyclone descends gradually from the sky, finally settling on the mountaintop.
As the cyclone dissipates, it reveals a person.
He is dressed in white, his face handsome, holding a scholar fan in his hand, resembling a distinguished scholar official from the Ming and Qing periods.
Chen Xingzhu's heart skips a beat.
The aura from this Demon Race envoy is entirely undetectable to her, which is exceptionally unusual.
Qiongqi Demon God resides high above in Wanren Sky, within the Demon Palace, and any random person there is at least a Demon Marshal, even higher in rank than a Demon Emperor.
Wherever these important figures go, their imposing presence is overwhelming, and their fierce aura flows like torrents.
However, the Demon Race envoy before her, looking like a young nobleman, carries no trace of a Demon Race aura.
This raises an intense vigilance in Chen Xingzhu's heart.
