Powerful Enemies Lurk in the Shadows

Zhang Shuai stood suspended in the air, his robes fluttering gently amid the surging aftermath.

His gaze swept over the three Pure World White Lotuses still standing elegantly in the swamp below, radiating pure halos. After the earth-shattering battle that could have shattered mountains and split peaks, they remained immaculate and undamaged, displaying the extraordinary nature of eight-star supreme immortal materials.

However, Zhang Shuai's keen Divine Sense had long detected several concealed auras watching from different directions along the edge of the vast swamp. Apart from Pang Qingfeng's group of five, there were hidden fluctuations of aura in several other directions.

To the northeast, within a rolling mass of demonic clouds, a squad of roughly five or six demons lay hidden. Their leader's aura was obscure, already at the level of an eighth-rank Heavenly Demon, equivalent to a Quasi-Saint.

To the southwest, another demon squad hid within a patch of distorted shadows, likewise remaining still.

To the southeast and northwest, there was a human team in each direction.

Zhang Shuai was not surprised. His battle with the four great demons had caused far too much commotion, and there were clearly many treasure-hunting teams within the Ten-Thousand Miasma Ancient Forest. These observers must have been drawn here by that heaven-shaking battle. As long as they did not try to seize anything from him, he would not take the initiative to provoke them.

Pang Qingfeng, Yun Linran, Su Wan, Shi Yuechu, and Jiang Yuting were utterly stunned. They had already estimated Zhang Shuai's strength as highly as possible, but seeing him capture three great demons in their true forms alive and force one to flee in mere moments left them profoundly shaken.

Su Wan said excitedly, "Everyone, I think Fellow Daoist Zhang's strength is enough to contend with Saints. With him here,