The songstress still had her back to Chen Fei, while the guests in the hall gradually began to blur.
According to the process just now, once the guests disappeared and the songstress turned around, she would have locked onto an Eleventh-Order Primordial Demon or an Earth God Realm cultivator from the Cold Mountain Domain.
Only, Chen Fei more or less could not understand why the step of the songstress turning around was necessary.
That swaying figure, paired with that rough-hewn appearance, had truly left a deep impression on Chen Fei. Yet after entering the courtyard again, it was actually still the same procedure.
However, "strangenesses" were, by instinct, Twisted Rules of distortion and madness. They had their own set of operating laws within them, and the appearance of many things that seemed unreasonable was something extremely normal.
Several breaths of time passed. The guests vanished completely, and the songstress swayed her body, turning to look at Chen Fei.
His face was pale, tinged with a few traces of weathering. His bright, limpid eyes gave off a restrained and gentle light. This face was refined and upright, yet what emanated from his body was the Aura of a Primordial Demon.
Eleventh-Order Initial Stage.
The courtyard worked from near to far, first capturing cultivators or Primordial Demons of the same tier. Only when there were no cultivators or Primordial Demons of the same tier in the surroundings would it possibly raise the level by a minor stage.
As said just now, a "strangeness" was Twisted Rules, but it had its own laws. It was not as if a "strangeness" could do whatever it wanted, especially when this place was still under the influence of the Illusion Secret Realm's power.
When this Primordial Demon saw Chen Fei, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he