The songstress still had her back to Chen Fei, while the guests in the hall gradually began to blur.
Following the previous process, once the guests vanished and the songstress turned around, she would lock onto an Eleventh Order Origin Demon or an Earth God Realm cultivator from Cold Mountain Domain.
Chen Fei simply could not understand why the songstress had to turn around.
That swaying figure paired with such a rugged appearance had truly left a deep impression on Chen Fei. Yet after entering the courtyard again, the procedure was still exactly the same.
However, the instinct of an "anomaly" was a set of warped, frenzied rules. They had their own operating patterns, so many seemingly unreasonable things were perfectly normal.
A few breaths passed, and the guests vanished completely. The songstress danced as she turned to face Chen Fei.
Her face was pale and touched by the winds and frost of life. Her bright eyes held a reserved, gentle light. Her features were refined and upright, yet the aura radiating from her was that of an origin demon.
Early Eleventh Order.
The courtyard searched from near to far, first capturing cultivators or origin demons of the same rank. Only once there were no cultivators or origin demons of the same rank nearby could it possibly raise the rank by a minor level.
As mentioned before, "anomalies" were warped rules, but they had their own patterns. They could not simply do whatever they wished, especially with the power of the Illusionary Secret Realm affecting this place.
When this origin demon saw Chen Fei, its eyes narrowed slightly. It recognized Chen Fei at once and was just about to speak when it saw Chen Fei raise his right hand and point two fingers like a sword at it.
Now that