"Fellow Daoist, have you been waiting here for a long time?"
"Is there someone else?!"
Su Ziyue's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she too dispersed her Divine Thought to envelop the surroundings.
However, the void remained exceptionally calm and unchanged. She didn't perceive anyone, but she trusted Chen Yuan immensely, he wouldn't simply let that Fox Clan Demon Saint get away without reason.
There must be someone else watching from the shadows!
Chen Yuan tightly gripped the Emperor Slaughter Saber, his gaze sullen.
"Hehe..."
A faint laugh echoed from the void, causing ripples to appear.
"This Demon Saint indeed has a keen sense of perception."
After saying this, a middle-aged man slowly stepped out from the void. Clad in a robe embroidered with golden pythons, his build was robust, his long hair tied up, his eyes sharp as torches, exuding a natural aura of authority.
Though his appearance was ordinary, one glance was enough to recognize his extraordinary nature.
