Having sensed the disturbances at the edge of the mysterious space, Yang Huai used a secret art this time to reinforce its defensive power, preventing anyone from forcibly entering it.
As he cast the secret art, the fluctuations in the void outside immediately weakened.
This change stirred Yang Huai's thoughts.
It seemed that the being trying to break in this time still had little cultivation.
At that moment, his Dao Heart will pierced through the mysterious space and saw a powerful Demon Race figure wreathed in demonic aura standing in the void.
Beneath her feet stood a perilous mountain peak.
The node connecting the mysterious space to the outside was likely located at the foot of the mountain. There was a valley here, where countless flowers vied in splendor, along with traces of many spirit beasts. Yet the instant this powerful Demon Race figure arrived, those spirit beasts had already been swallowed alive and torn apart, all dead.
While killing those spirit beasts, she discovered something unusual around this hidden place deep within the valley.
She immediately concluded that there had to be treasure within.
"Could this be a residence left behind by an ancient god?"
Deep in the void, a graceful purple-clad figure overflowing with demonic aura stared excitedly at the rock wall below the mountain. Still, she remained cautious. With a thought, the demonic aura around her expanded, forming countless feather-like streams of light that swept toward the mountain wall like blades.
The feathers upon her spread purple wings carried a sharp and ferocious power of wind and fire.
Yet the moment they struck the mountain wall, they vanished like mud oxen sinking into the sea.
"This defensive secret art is so formidable?"
The sight immediately startled her.
She was not born of an ordinary Demon Race. She