Chiyo carried the Demonic Blade, stepping over the demon corpses littering the ground as he slowly walked out of the Dog Demon Forbidden Area.
The air was thick with the stench of blood. Dark crimson Demonic Power still flowed slowly around him, his silver-white hair fluttering in the night wind, while the flame mark on his forehead gave off a bewitching aura.
By the time he stepped through the mist at the edge of the forbidden area, Dog Demons had already gathered outside.
More than a dozen Dog Demon Elders led several hundred elite Guards, standing in neat ranks beyond the entrance to the forbidden area.
Every one of them had a deep, powerful aura. Even the weakest had reached the level of a high-level demon.
The Elders at the front radiated pressure no weaker than that of Great Demons.
Chiyo stopped and swept his gaze across the crowd.
These Dog Demons came in all forms. Some had fully assumed human form, some retained canine traits, and some were Half-demons.
Yet without exception, every one of them was staring intently at Chiyo.
Their eyes were filled with shock, confusion, and a trace of irrepressible excitement.
"Royal Bloodline..."
An old man with white hair and beard murmured to himself. He held a wooden cane, and a sharp light gleamed in his eyes.
"So pure, so noble... There is no way this could be faked!"
Another Dog Demon Elder who looked middle-aged stepped forward and asked in a deep voice.
"Who are you, sir? Why have you appeared within the forbidden area of our Dog Demon Clan?"
Before Chiyo could answer, another Elder suddenly spoke.
"There is no need to ask! This aura, this resonance of bloodlines—it cannot be wrong!
He must be a descendant of the Dog Demon Royal Clan!"
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