There were some things Yang Chen was still very confident about. He possessed many unique abilities that no one else had. For instance, his singular ability to observe the Forbidden Demon Clan.
Back when he had accidentally rooted out a member of the Forbidden Demon Clan, Yang Chen had searched through their memories and gained some understanding of the clan's disguising methods and traits. Every disguise had flaws that could be exposed; it was merely that others had not found them and did not know how to uncover them.
But Yang Chen knew those traits.
It had to be said that the Forbidden Demon Clan's disguises were uniquely terrifying. Their disguises were nearly flawless, perfectly matching whatever they impersonated. Even when disguising themselves as something that did not exist, they could make it seem utterly lifelike and convincing. But falsehood was falsehood in the end. The Forbidden Demon Clan's disguises had more than a dozen telltale traits, and Yang Chen remembered every one of them with perfect clarity.
Now, as Yang Chen looked at the people under the Demon Slaying Great Emperor's command, his gaze suddenly settled on a person standing close beside him.
This man had red lips and white teeth, appearing so frail that a gust of wind might knock him over. Yet when he narrowed his eyes, he gave off an exceedingly dangerous feeling. No one dared underestimate him. If nothing else, the fact that he could serve as the Demon Slaying Great Emperor's right-hand man said enough.
"Who is that man?" Yang Chen asked Zhou Qing beside him.
Although Zhou Qing could not be called an encyclopedia who knew everyone, he could readily speak of those prominent figures at the highest level.
"Gate Master, he is one of the Demon Slaying Great Emperor's right-hand men. They