"So that's how it is." Lin Xuan had been here for a year, and he had vaguely heard of Baifu Wonderland's reputation, though not in any detail. So the Fu Family's main headquarters was inside this blessed grotto-heaven. No wonder Baifu City was so dilapidated and they did not care; it turned out it had nothing to do with them.
The sounds of discussion kept pouring into his ears. Through the devils' words, Lin Xuan gained an entirely new understanding of the Fu Family.
Looking out, the number of Devil Race members who had come here was no small matter—there were several thousand of them. Their appearances differed wildly as well. Some looked no different from human cultivators, while others were even stranger than demon beasts. Lin Xuan even saw quite a few Two-Headed Four-Armed Monsters.
Their cultivation levels were also no small matter. Those fortunate enough to come here and participate in the Ten Thousand Talisman Conference were almost all high-rank Devil Race members above the Nascent Soul Realm, and among them, most were in the Lihe Realm. Dongxuan Realm existences made up around ten percent as well.
Lin Xuan's expression remained calm, but he carefully observed the surrounding Devil Race members.
Suddenly, a cry of surprise entered his ears, filled with disbelief.
"Yanshan Ancestor? Senior Yanshan has come to participate in the Ten Thousand Talisman Conference too?"
"What?"
"Is that true?"
Cries of alarm rose and fell in succession. Several hundred zhang ahead, the Devil Race members all began to stir.
Lin Xuan turned his head, and his pupils could not help shrinking slightly.
Among the many Ancient Demons, there was one fellow who was particularly eye-catching.
He was a small, thin old man, his face ugly to the extreme, yet the pressure he gave off was