Chen Fei looked ahead, and everything around him entered his eyes.
This was an ordinary hall. A dozen people sat in two rows, utterly absorbed in admiring the singing girl. But as Chen Fei's gaze swept over them, those figures began to slowly disperse, ultimately vanishing without a trace.
Only the singing girl in the middle of the hall was still swaying her body, constantly closing the distance between herself and Chen Fei.
A strange Aura spread through the air. Suddenly, the singing girl, who had kept her back to Chen Fei, turned around and revealed her face.
Her face was broad, her skin dark, like ancient bronze, and the full beard covering her face added even more of a rough, rugged air.
Such a delicate figure should have been matched with a face that could topple kingdoms and cities, but in reality, a body like this paired with the face of a rugged man was simply a disaster.
Chen Fei's brows moved slightly. It was not because the person before him had such an extremely mismatched body and face, but because as this person turned around, the Aura of an Eleventh-Order Initial Stage Primordial Demon appeared before Chen Fei.
From the moment Chen Fei appeared here until before the singing girl turned around, Chen Fei had not sensed any Aura of a Primordial Demon. Everything had seemed like emptiness, just like how the sword he had slashed out earlier had ultimately failed to hit anything.
"Chen Fei of the Nurturing Spirit Sect?" Primordial Demon Jiang Rongxuan stared at Chen Fei in shock and uncertainty, no delight showing on his face.
The news that Chen Fei had defeated Jiang Hanyi had already spread among the Primordial Demons. Jiang Hanyi's strength was beyond question. He was absolutely one of the outstanding