Yet despite being in such a wretched state, it was still hard to overshadow that person's ethereal and unearthly aura.
Hearing the commotion, the person slowly raised their head, looking toward Zuo Yan, who stood outside the cell with a smug expression.
However, Zuo Yan's pale face betrayed him.
He was injured.
Seeing Zuo Yan injured, the person's heart skipped a beat and they immediately frowned.
Did he go to the Demon Clan again?
If not, how could he be hurt?
At the thought of Zuo Yan possibly slaughtering the Demon Clan wantonly again, the person's heart surged with anger and hatred.
Seeing the person's eyes full of pain and hatred, Zuo Yan felt even more pleased.
"Boom..."
A strange noise sounded, as if some mechanism had been triggered.
The next moment, an opening appeared on the iron wall behind the person in the cell, with two iron claws extending from within, dragging long iron chains behind them.
