He was a man, yet his beauty would have made even women jealous.
Had he not been so tall, with broad shoulders and a wide back, someone seeing him from behind might have mistaken him for a woman.
He walked slowly toward Jiang Feng and the others. Every step seemed unhurried, yet he reached them in the blink of an eye.
He stood about two meters tall and wore a purple robe trimmed with gold. His long hair fell down his back, gathered with a ribbon. His features were exquisite, his face as beautiful as a woman's.
A faint, dark golden light shone within his purple eyes. At the center of his forehead was a pale demonic rune shaped like a waxing half-moon.
He was the most handsome male demon Jiang Feng had seen in all these years. Even Angel Demon God Baimeng, whom he had encountered outside the Southeast Fortress, could not compare.
As he approached, a hazy veil of moonlight spilled across the world, dreamlike and illusory.
Yet standing within it, Jiang Feng felt an unparalleled pressure.
It was as though the world had overturned in an instant and a mountain had settled onto his back.
Jiang Feng was not the only one. Shangguan Yan's expression also grew grave as she studied the newcomer, tightening her grip on her sword.
"Junior Brother, we're in serious trouble," Shangguan Yan said in a low voice, staring straight ahead.
Jiang Feng nodded without betraying his emotions. He had finally found the source of the unease that had plagued him.
Although Jiang Feng had never met this man before, he was undoubtedly an immensely powerful being, someone the Twilight of the Gods Demon Hunt Squad could not possibly handle in their current state.
At the sight of that distinctive silver hair and