Row upon row of treehouses appeared before Jiang Liu's eyes. This was the depths of the Moon Devouring Clan's territory.
Seeing these Devil Race members making use of whatever materials they could find and living in the trees, Jiang Liu could not help admiring them a little.
They had managed to hold on even in such a harsh environment.
After traveling all the way here, he had discovered that the Dark Primal Qi here was hardly abundant. In fact, it could even be called extremely scarce.
Therefore, this branch of the Moon Devouring Clan had probably been bullied terribly by the Nether Race and the other Seven Great Clans.
They did not dare harbor the slightest thought of going to the Central Continent to snatch territory from them.
Of course, that had been before. Now that the Nether Demon Lord had already reached the Third-Tier Divine Realm, these minor races should be even less willing to entertain such thoughts.
"What are you?"
Figure after figure appeared before Jiang Liu.
Although Jiang Liu had concealed his aura perfectly and had not been detected,
he was standing here in plain sight. Unless they were blind, how could they possibly fail to see him?
Jiang Liu's figure flashed, and he left directly. He did not want to get entangled with them.
Seeing Jiang Liu suddenly vanish before their eyes, the Moon Devouring Clan members all wore bewildered expressions, unable to understand how such a thing had happened.
To conceal his whereabouts under the gaze of so many people was something even their clan leader could not do.
Could this person already be a Third-Tier Divine Realm martial artist?
The thought struck their minds at once, and they were immediately frightened out of their wits.
The Moon Devouring Clan's situation was already difficult enough.