"Hehehe..."
Shen Cheng cried out in agony, his eyes filled with extreme hatred, fixating on the rat demon as if he wished to bite it to death.
At death's door, Shen Cheng faintly heard a voice filled with pleasant surprise.
"Amitayus Celestial Honor! At last, this Taoist has seen a living person, and also a rather unorthodox demon race!"
The speaker was none other than Zhou Yi, whose escaping light had passed by the ruins of Yu City. His Divine Sense swept across and detected the aura of humans and demons, prompting him to descend immediately to investigate.
The rat demon's expression turned grave; it could not sense the strength of the Taoist and demanded loudly.
"Where did this scoundrel come from?"
"This poor Taoist is a Qi-refinement practitioner from Kunlun Mountain, Xuan Yi!"
Zhou Yi waved his hand, and a divine light fell upon Shen Cheng, refining his Qi-Blood once more and obliterating all the parasitic eggs.
"Kunlun?"
