Guided by the treasure seeker, Feng Sheng quickly found the black lake where Xiao Chen had previously encountered Wolf Sword Immortal!
"Have you seen a young sword cultivator pass by here?" He seized a deer demon from the nearby ancient forest and interrogated it!
"Human, I... we of the Demon Race are incomparably loyal. I will not tell you the Wolf Lord's secret!"
The deer demon had a deer's head and a human body, standing over two meters tall, yet Feng Sheng gripped its neck with a massive hand formed from golden lightning and lifted it into the air.
Boom!
The lightning hand tightened.
The deer demon instantly turned into a mist of blood!
"And you? Do you want to imitate it and preach loyalty too?" Feng Sheng turned toward a tiger demon.
"I... I'll talk! That young sword cultivator rode the Wolf Lord in that direction!"
"How long ago did they leave?"
"Less than a quarter of an hour!"
Feng Sheng gave the tiger demon a cold glance before leaving expressionlessly.
"Whew, that was close!"
Though the surrounding demons all shot the tiger demon contemptuous looks, it did not care in the slightest and let out a long breath.
Even ants struggled to survive, let alone a demon that had already gained intelligence.
In the face of survival, what the hell was loyalty worth?
Meanwhile.
On an open stretch of mountainous land.
"Little Wolf, move aside!"
Xiao Chen rode the wolf at a mad gallop. His black hair, once hanging over his shoulders, whipped wildly in the mountain wind. He had originally been resting with his eyes closed when he suddenly sensed killing intent behind him. His eyes flew open, and he leaped from the wolf's back, hovering twenty meters above the ground.
"Master, what are you..."
Wolf Sword