Even those scout squads would have their senses obscured on the way here, and even if you searched through their memories, you still wouldn't be able to find any clues or intelligence.
Yet they were still discovered by these members of the Human Clan.
Fortunately, it hadn't caused too much damage or casualties.
"That's Jiang Shu!"
Among these Demon Race experts, someone recognized his figure, their voice thick with fear.
Jiang Shu!
For the Demon Race, this name lingered like a nightmare.
Especially for those demons who had barely survived his hands; the moment they heard his name, it was like running into a living nightmare.
The Demon Race's morale had been shattered by him; countless experts and soldiers had died to him. Not even a single Avatar of a Demon Venerable was able to kill him—on the contrary, it was heavily injured by him and fled in utter disgrace.
Just one man had become a towering mountain pressing down over the hearts of all demons.
