The cool moonlight spilled over the Old Ape's body, giving it a somewhat sacred air.
If an ordinary person were to see this, they would surely mistake it for a Mountain God.
Most legends of Mountain Gods in the world are actually about demons that have gained sentience.
Gentle demons became good gods worshipped by mountain villagers, while violent and ferocious ones became evil demons passed down in oral tradition.
Bai Yuan was surprised.
'This Old Ape certainly has some skill.'
He had killed not ten thousand, but at least eight thousand demons, yet this was the first time he had encountered one like the Old Ape that cultivated Taoist Skills.
The cultivation system of demons was vastly different from that of humans; the techniques of a Daoist Sect shouldn't be applicable to them.
The Old Ape's movements were natural and fluid, a clear sign it had been practicing for many years.
Beside them, Liu Zhengwen was also watching intently.
