Under the five men's shocked—even terrified—stares, the black light around the giant python gradually faded, revealing a man in black with a sinister face.
The thick demonic aura radiating from him was undoubtedly the very monster from just now.
Lin Xuan, however, had already calmed down. He swept him with his divine sense, and felt even more certain. "Everyone, don't panic. This fellow is only a third-rank demon beast."
"A third-rank demon beast? Then why can he change into human form?" Liu Yan had always been known for his bravery, but facing the monster before him now, even he felt a little creeped out.
"My cousin is right. As far as Ye knows, although by common sense a demon beast must reach the fourth rank before it can transform into human form, among demon beast species there are also some special existences that can take shape after reaching the third rank." Ye Qingcheng's hands stopped trembling, and calm returned to his face.
Lin Xuan glanced at him, somewhat surprised. He had not expected the mere head of a small clan to be so knowledgeable.
"But everyone must not lower their guard. Usually, this kind of demon beast is a few notches stronger than monsters of the same rank," Lin Xuan reminded them in a stern tone.
Everyone's hearts jolted. They fixed their eyes on the Demon Cultivator before them, their gazes flickering uncertainly.
"Hmph. I didn't expect a human like you to know our Demon Race's affairs so thoroughly." The freak transformed from the giant python sized Lin Xuan up with a sinister gaze, then spoke in some surprise.
The others did not find it strange. Since this demon could assume human form, his intelligence must certainly have already opened wide.
Liu Junhao's eyes turned, and he cupped his fist.