Lei Xiehu's enormous body swept across the skies above Qianyan City, thunder roaring in every direction as the demon king flew toward the Yuan Chen Sword Sect's compound.
Everyone in Qianyan City raised their heads and stared blankly as Lei Xiehu flew past.
The spectacle was even more staggering than when Nie Li had first arrived in Qianyan City.
Even though many lacked the cultivation to tell whether Nie Li or Lei Xiehu was stronger, Lei Xiehu's current appearance alone was enough to draw every eye.
Nie Li followed alongside, sensing Lei Xiehu's immense aura up close. Nie Li had originally intended to offer a few pleasantries as the one who had arrived first, but forcibly swallowed them back.
It was not unwillingness to speak. Lei Xiehu's aura was simply too powerful.
Thanks to the insights Chen Fei had left in Nie Li's Sea of Consciousness, Nie Li's strength had been advancing by leaps and bounds lately, but the limits of a demonic beast's growth were still there.
To reach Lei Xiehu's current level, Nie Li would almost certainly need decades of cultivation. In fact, even that would be an exceptionally short time, possible only with virtually no bottlenecks along the way.
Judging by Lei Xiehu's current aura, there was a very good chance of breaking through to the middle of the fourth tier in as little as a few years, or a dozen-odd years at most.
And if Chen Fei nurtured Lei Xiehu as he had nurtured Nie Li, that breakthrough could probably happen in an extremely short time, producing a mid-fourth-tier demon king.
Lei Xiehu's feet touched the ground, and all the flickering lightning vanished, leaving only soft fur fluttering in the wind.
Qu Qingsheng and the others had already arrived in the square, gazing at Lei Xiehu's