"I'm able to sense anyone in possession of my Demon Arms, as well as smell the scent of anyone that has come into contact with it or had killed a wielder of the Demon Arms." The Demon smiled, dropping Shi Bao's head on the ground, smirking while gazing at Krune. "I also took the liberty of dealing with your family."
"Damn you… fucker!" Krune grunted in wrath when he noticed something amiss, noticing that Shi Bao's face looked as if he was around sixty years old.
"Hahaha, he used my Demon Arms to protect his family. After he was killed, his sister used it, followed by the other one. Eventually, they just strengthened me while trying to defend against my attacks." The Demon laughed, sneering upon seeing Krune's malevolent expression.
