At that moment, inside the headquarters in Demon Capital Heart City, Chen Zidian and the others were discussing where each of them would go next within Demon Race territory to investigate the Demon Race's recent movements and the precise progress of its preparations for war.
Chen Zidian looked at the map and said to everyone beside him, "Next, we..."
Before Chen Zidian could finish, shock appeared on his face, and he turned toward the door of the room.
Beside Chen Zidian, the members of both Demon God's Fall and Proudly Looking Down on the Nine Heavens instinctively looked toward the doorway at the same time, then drew their weapons in unison.
All of them were powerhouses whose cultivation was at least at the ninth order, and they now sensed someone entering the headquarters and walking toward this room.
The reason for their tension was simple: they had received no notification that any Demon Hunt Squad would be coming here.
But if this was an intrusion, the other party should not have been able to walk in so silently. The headquarters still had defensive installations and magic traps, and entry required a key and identity verification. Forcing one's way in would certainly trigger an alarm.
What Chen Zidian and the others found most incomprehensible was that, despite all being powerhouses at the ninth order or above with around three hundred thousand spirit power, they could not sense the visitor's true identity.
Although Chen Zidian and the others could sense the visitor approaching step by step, they could only detect a presence and its distance. Something like a layer of mist kept interfering with their spiritual power.
Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu, or another Demon God?
At that moment, Chen Zidian and the others were clearly puzzled. After all, if it was