"Not good! We've fallen into an ambush!"
"It's a high-tier demonic array!"
Elder Jin Han's face was grave, instantly realizing what was happening.
"A fine case of the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!"
"But it doesn't seem to be an array; it's a demonic treasure."
Master Huo Xu also stopped what he was doing, his eyes flickering incessantly as he cautiously observed the Demon Sect disciples surrounding them.
He had set aside his previous arrogance and unruliness.
Yet when his gaze fell upon that man with a ghastly pale face and an effeminate demeanor, his pupils suddenly contracted.
Even with Master Huo Xu's fearless and fiery temper, he couldn't help but be somewhat moved:
"You are the Saint Child of the Blood Refining Demon Sect!"
As these words were spoken, Elder Jin Han and others from the Ten Thousand Dao Business Alliance felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
