"Demon Hunter?"
Zhong Shenxiu took a few steps closer, curiously looking at the group of wanderers, noticing that the leader among them was a woman, probably in her forties, with a dirt-covered face but a pair of eyes that revealed an eerie cross-shaped mark.
Behind her, some of the Demon Hunters had scales and growths on their faces or hands, while others had obvious physical deformities.
In any case, they were easily recognizable as different from ordinary people.
"Demon Hunters have incorporated monster organs, and they can easily mutate when emotionally agitated; they are all ticking time bombs... Wandering Demon Hunters, due to the immense pressure to survive, are even more so..."
