As that figure drew ever closer, Chen Zidian and the two people behind him all grew wary.
This location had been specially selected for the meeting. Although it was not far from Demon Capital Heart City, it was secluded. Normally, no one besides the three parties would know about it, and no one should have stumbled upon it by mistake.
Still, Chen Zidian and his companions did not lower their guard. They had remained skeptical about this meeting all along, and no one could be certain this was not an encirclement operation against their headquarters.
But even if it was an encirclement operation against their headquarters, Chen Zidian still had to come, because some things mattered more than a headquarters in Demon Capital Heart City-namely, whether the Demon Race would launch another large-scale war against the Temple Alliance.
The unusual activity north of Demon Capital Heart City had kept Chen Zidian uneasy, because no one could say for certain what the Demon Race would do.
When the figure came within a hundred meters of Chen Zidian, she removed her hood, revealing a head of white hair. Huo Yuhao raised his hands to show that he had no intention of fighting, then said, "Long live His Majesty the Demon God Emperor."
Although this was the code phrase both sides had agreed upon to verify their identities, and shouting it at random even within Demon Capital Heart City would not have caused any problems, it still felt strange when Huo Yuhao called it out himself.
As for why they had not chosen spiritual voice transmission or some sort of token, it was simply because the other party worried that spiritual voice transmission might carry spiritual tools, while a token might carry a curse.
Thus, both sides had agreed to use the most