The entire process took only a few breaths. Some people had not even reacted yet, with their raised legs still hanging in the air.
Seeing this scene, they were all stunned into silence. No one dared move, much less advance.
Su Qiao coughed twice. "There's no need to kill them. Just leave them half-dead."
"D-Demonic Qi... You're from the Demon Race."
The guard captain stared at the two of them as if he had seen a ghost. In the end, his gaze landed on Ye Jinghan, who had a pair of dark purple eyes.
The Demon Venerable had a pair of purplish-red eyes.
But The King had said that the Demon Venerable had been missing for eight thousand years.
The man before him should not be the Demon Venerable. He was probably merely related to him somehow.
A sharper guard pointed toward Su Qiao and quietly reminded him, "Boss, wait, that's not right. She used divine power just now. She's from the God Realm."
The guard captain's jaw dropped.
The Demon Race and the God Realm?
Had they not always been mortal enemies?
How had they ended up walking together? And why did they seem so close?
"You..."
The guard captain swallowed. He was just about to speak when Ye Jinghan gave him a cold glance, and the words instantly stuck in his throat. Only two words remained in his mind: Terrifying.
He had lived for several thousand years and seen plenty of things, but this was the first time he had encountered someone who could make him feel afraid with just a glance.
The King... What kind of people had The King told him to stop?
One was from the God Realm, and the other was from the Demon Realm. How was a mere guard like him supposed to