"What is it?"
"You can tell me now."
After hearing Lin Bai's voice transmission, the Palace Lord of the Demon Palace waited briefly before replying through voice transmission.
He knew very well that Lin Bai was not a rash person. At such a critical moment, he would never send a voice transmission for no reason just to chat.
Moreover, the Palace Lord of the Demon Palace had already guessed what Lin Bai wanted to ask, so he had sealed off the surroundings in advance, preventing any Great Mystic Art User from eavesdropping through secret arts.
When Lin Bai had sent that voice transmission just now, some "sharp-eared" Great Mystic Art User might already have heard it. But after the Palace Lord of the Demon Palace's intervention, no one could learn what passed between him and Lin Bai next.
Only after receiving the Palace Lord of the Demon Palace's reply did Lin Bai speak softly:
"What exactly is Feng Chuan's background?"
Lin Bai seized the time to ask his question, then added:
"Every time I see him, the killing intent in my heart surges out of control."
"I asked Wang Zhengyang and Chu Junyou about it, but they seemed to find nothing unusual. I'm the only one who feels this way."
"Now I'm rather curious. Is it because the cultivation technique Feng Chuan practices clashes with mine? Or is there... some other secret hidden within him?"
Upon hearing this, the smile at the corners of the Palace Lord of the Demon Palace's lips grew even brighter. In a relaxed, languid tone, he replied:
"You feel this way because the martial artist named Feng Chuan has a tremendous connection to the Giant God Race."
"A connection to the Giant God Race?" Lin Bai, seated in the stands, heard this and his expression