In an instant, Fang Sword's entire body tensed, and the beasts all erupted with intense demonic auras.
Very soon, that Spirit Race aura drew closer and closer. When Sikong Jing turned back, he saw a woman who appeared to be around thirty, her eyes carrying a stern, lofty divine gleam.
This was an Imperial Venerable-level existence. Naturally, one could not judge her age by her outward appearance.
She was surely the ancestor of some branch of the Spirit Race.
"Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts, the Imperial Venerable coming isn't particularly powerful. No need to worry," the Colorless Spider swiftly judged.
Sikong Jing understood inwardly, yet he did not relax in the slightest. Though the other party was not an especially powerful Imperial Venerable, no one knew whether she was the only one pursuing them. They still had to remain wary.
At last, the Spirit Race woman drew nearer and nearer...
The next instant, she abruptly blocked the path ahead of Sikong Jing and the others. Her gaze locked onto Sikong Jing at once.
"Shadow Moon Demon Rat, I didn't expect you to escaped so quickly."
"Broken Blade Imperial Venerable, what a useless piece of trash."
"Luckily, Senior Brother Ling Zhe informed me and had me pursue you. Otherwise, you would have gotten away."
As an Imperial Venerable-level Spirit Race expert, this woman had immediately caught the aura of the demon rat in human form.
As she spoke, she swept her gaze over the surrounding ferocious beasts and divine beasts, her expression darkening slightly. "The Ten Thousand Demon Hall actually has such a motley troop of quasi-Imperial Venerables and Divine Sovereign Realm fighters? Why have I never heard of them?"
The ferocious beasts and divine beasts had come from the Burial Emperor Spirit Seal Realm. They came in all kinds, so