Upon hearing Chu Feng's words, Thunder Demon King and the others' expressions changed.
Their eyes were filled with vigilance as they looked around the street under the nighttime sky.
Each of them wielded their weapons straight away.
Da-da-da!!!
Suddenly, a series of footsteps echoed on this silent and deserted street.
It was like a hammer striking at one's heart, creating an inexplicable sense of dread.
Soon, under the flickering streetlights,
a man wearing a black cloak and black attire appeared.
He looked around thirty years old, walking slowly towards Chu Feng.
The man's expression was indifferent, with cold and merciless eyes.
An invisible aura of evil qi permeated his whole body.
This qi was terrifying, seemingly condensed into solidity.
The man seemed to be enveloped in a faint blood-red hue.
The man soon stopped at a spot ten meters in front of Chu Feng, gazing coldly at him.
"Who are you?"
Chu Feng asked coldly.
