"I heard you want to know about yesterday's demon slaughter?"
Chen Yuan smiled as he looked at the man with the pockmarked face in front of him.
Under the gaze of the Heart Eye, there was a familiar demonic and evil aura within the man's dantian.
Another damned Human Demon!
Pockmarked Face's expression shifted abruptly, his smile faded, his brows furrowed, and with a alert look on his face, he said coldly:
"Who are you?"
Just now when the door closed, he didn't feel any fluctuation of qi at all.
"Who am I?"
"You're here for the Weiyang Divine Envoy of the Feixian Sect, aren't you?"
"He was killed by me yesterday!"
Chen Yuan's tone grew severe towards the end, and the next second, his eyes shot with silver light.
"What?"
Pockmarked Face's complexion drastically changed.
He quickly tried to invoke the Demon Seed within his body.
But in the next second, he felt a tightening in his dantian.
