They responded with cold indifference and hurried away.
Once the two Demon Race experts had left, Xiao Ruoling and Shen Hanyue let out a sigh of relief.
Chu Zhiyuan laughed.
"You can still laugh?" Shen Hanyue said reproachfully. "Those two are stronger than us!"
They had felt an intense pressure.
It was as though two mountains were pressing down on them, or two savage beasts were about to swallow them whole.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled. "You can't tell at a glance whether they're demons or humans. Don't worry."
"They really were Demon Race?" Shen Hanyue hurriedly asked.
Only after death could the Demon Race display ancestral regression, allowing one to identify them as demons and discern their origins.
Xiao Ruoling said softly, "Their blood energy surged like rolling waves. It truly doesn't resemble our methods of cultivation."
Chu Zhiyuan smiled. "Ruoling is still the sharpest."
One could not tell whether they were human or demon at a glance, but sharp-eyed people could sense the difference.
The Demon Race cultivated differently; their blood energy was as vast and dense as mountains and seas, unlike that of humans.
"If they really are Demon Race..." Shen Hanyue curiously surveyed the surroundings. Seeing the two Demon Race experts vanish into the distance, she said, "Senior Sister, should we strike first and kill them?"
The Demon Race regarded humans as cultivation materials, devouring Essence Blood to nourish themselves.
When humans encountered the Demon Race, they only needed to kill them. There was no need for questions.
This was no longer a matter of grudges or morality, but purely a conflict between races.
Xiao Ruoling shook her head. "We aren't strong enough. Don't get yourselves killed."
"Ah... at a time like this, I feel I really ought to train hard." Shen Hanyue sighed.
Seeing Xiao Ruoling cultivate