"Your Royal Highness, it's not good."
Chen Shengyao and the others ran beside Xiao Qi and noticed there were more Yin Demons here too.
There was a large number of them.
Many of the prince's guards had died. White Brow was really strong, he held a spear and duelled with the Yin Demons.
On it was an eye-catching glow. One spear pierced a Yin Demon. There was a sizzling sound as the flesh of the Yin Demon evaporated. They then fell apart, it lay on the ground without any strength at all.
Xiao Qi acted calm but in truth, he was panicking inside.
Yin Demons, are these Yin Demons?
He had seen a picture of Yin Demons before, however, he had never actually seen one.
Now he had.
They were totally different from the pictures.
If he returned to the Imperial Capital, he would scold those artists. What did they draw? For, in reality, they were much more terrifying.
