Spiritual Steel Seal

As time trickled by, rustling sounds continuously rose around Chen Fei. More and more demonic beasts were drawn over.

Some Organ Refinement Realm disciples who happened to pass through saw the scene and fled far away in fright, terrified of drawing the beasts' attention. They could not defeat even one, much less so many.

With the little flesh on their bodies, they probably would not even be enough for a single demonic beast to divide up.

The demonic beasts that dared gather around Chen Fei and refused to leave had nearly all reached the peak of the first rank. Naturally, some weaker demonic beasts had also been attracted here.

But upon seeing so many powerful demonic beasts, those lacking in strength obediently withdrew, not daring to linger at all.

As more and more demonic beasts gathered around them, their courage gradually grew as well.

There was strength in numbers, and demonic beasts were no exception. Faced with the fragrance of the Ghostly Sophora Tree sap before Chen Fei, these demonic beasts were already nearing the limits of their patience. They were merely waiting for an opportunity, and then they would likely swarm forward all at once.

Chen Fei opened his eyes and looked at the demonic beasts around him, his expression unmoved. They were nothing but a motley rabble. What Chen Fei cared about now was that after so much time had passed, that Rat Demon had still not appeared.

Was it not here and had gone elsewhere? Or was it possible that it had already died?

Several thoughts flashed through Chen Fei's mind. The possibility of the Rat Demon dying was slim. With that kind of speed, ordinary demonic beasts could only gaze after it in despair; they could not possibly pose any threat to it.

Chen Fei stood