Lin Chen quickly retreated while simultaneously spotting the mysterious figure that suddenly appeared in midair.
Familiar black robes, familiar hood!
Lin Chen's pupils contracted, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. This guy was actually the demon race Quasi-Saint he had encountered twice before!
When he had previously met the Thousand Demon Monarch, he had found an excuse to relay a message from Wen Mengsheng, warning the Thousand Demon Monarch to be cautious of the demon race. It was something he had made up, but he hadn't expected it to actually become reality!
Had he jinxed it?
Did his words really come true just like that?
The black-robed person grabbed the Demon God Banner and did not stay, turning back to glance in Lin Chen's direction before disappearing from the spot like a phantom.
A sense of foreboding surged in Lin Chen's heart.
