"Slaying demons and vanquishing evil? Playing the hero and saving a beauty?" Wang Jiunu was astonished. Among the Demon Gate's villains, there was actually someone so loyal and true, with bones of unyielding iron?
"Changgeng, what is going on? Is this the Demon Gate scourge, the shameless scoundrel you spoke of?" Wang Jiunu looked at Lu Changgeng, displeasure showing on his face.
Though he hated the Demon Gate, he was not blind to right and wrong.
The Demon Heaven youth before him clearly radiated righteousness, delighted in saving others, and had performed a heaven-shaking good deed. Yet Lu Changgeng had deliberately vilified him, claiming he had brought chaos to their sect. Such intentions deserved condemnation.
"Elder Nine Wrath, Demon Gate fiends are as cunning as foxes. How can we trust them so easily? Perhaps what happened today was a scheme he hatched with Hong Wuyun..." Cold sweat poured down Lu Changgeng's face.
"Where is Hong Wuyun? Did he escape?" Wang Jiunu scanned their surroundings.
"Senior, right here!"
With a stir of Xiao Chen's divine sense, nearly a hundred enormous hound corpses appeared, stretching across the ground like mountains.
Demonic light still clung to the demon corpses, their blazing flames unextinguished, sending a crimson haze billowing into the sky.
"You killed Hong Wuyun and nearly a hundred Demon Kings single-handedly?" Wang Jiunu was shaken.
When Mu Qinghan had reported to him earlier, she had not told him that the Red Hound Mountain Lord, Hong Wuyun, had also fallen. She had only said that the youth before him had slain demons and vanquished evil, fighting fiercely to save them.
Originally, he had assumed Xiao Chen had killed seven or eight demons at most, perhaps a dozen if he was truly exceptional. Who could have imagined that, alone with his sword, he had