Chapter 38: The Weight of Power.
Even as it's muscles tensed, veins throbbing beneath it's fur as it tried to move, it still remained frozen like a statue. Its inability to retaliate, made the demon even more enraged but he still couldn't do anything about it.
Zhen Qi stepped out from behind a stack of hay, her cold gaze landed on the three fox demoness's for a brief moment, filled with hints of frustration, but soon moved towards the dark sphere in the far end of the barn, before finally landing on the immobile Dark demonic wolf.
She had been here for awhile now, up to the moment Ming Yao had entered the barn, after all, she had secretly followed her here hoping the master would still be in the midst of leveling up while the unstable demon would use the opportunity to vent out on her.
