"This..."
Gongsun, who stood behind King Huai, hesitated. A Ming-level demon, based on strength alone, was already not weaker than a grandmaster of the Human Clan at the Xiantian stage. If it fused with a martial artist from the Demonic sect, according to Gu Chen, its strength would increase several folds. Even for him, facing such a foe was without any certainty.
King Huai's previously calm eyes gradually sharpened, and a powerful aura surged within the hall, pressing against everyone. Gu Chen's heart shuddered instantly.
