"You want to see me? Could it be you still want to fight with Lin?"
The cold voice entered his ears, yet it drifted eerily, impossible to tell which direction it had come from.
The long-eared, green-eyed Demon Race cultivator released his divine sense, but gained nothing at all. His expression grew ever more startled and doubtful, yet he still refused to withdraw. After all, the Ye Family was already in his pocket—how could he give it up so easily?
This fellow was extremely greedy. Besides, the enemy hiding in the shadows, playing tricks and refusing to show himself, might very well be guilty and unsure.
His Concealment Technique might be wondrous to the extreme, but that did not necessarily mean it was his own strength. Perhaps he was relying on some treasure; that was not impossible either.
This demon was richly experienced, the sort who would not loose the hawk until he saw the hare. With such a fat piece of meat right before his eyes, he would not give it up lightly.
"Is that so? Since you want to see me so badly, then when you report to the Underworld in a moment, don't regret it."
A sighing voice entered their ears. Then, about a hundred zhang away on the left, azure light flashed, and a Spirit Boat appeared with a sharp sweep. A man and a woman sat separately at either end of the Spirit Boat, and both looked extremely young.
His gaze swept over the tall, slender young woman, and the pupils of the long-eared, green-eyed Demon Race cultivator shrank slightly.
A Lihe Realm immortal cultivator!
This was somewhat troublesome. Fortunately, she was only at the early stage. Even if she joined hands with the Ye Family cultivators, he could still barely handle them.
He could