"Crane..." Ethan Smith whispered softly.
Crane glanced at Ethan, then waved his hand, swallowing the cultivator into his stomach.
Seeing this, Ethan felt even more uncomfortable.
As expected, Crane had completely fallen into the demon race, with their cultivation methods similar to theirs.
However, Crane seemed quite calm, sitting across from Ethan and remaining silent.
"Crane, long time no see." Struggling for a moment, Ethan took a step forward and greeted him.
Crane remained silent, his eyes slightly closed, as if waiting for something.
Ethan frowned, at a loss for what was happening.
"There are others here." Crane said.
Ethan's face changed slightly, and he immediately stood up, releasing his divine sense!
At this moment, another person entered.
This person's figure was similar to Crane's, but his aura was even colder.
It was none other than Forrest Middleton!
"Forrest, how...how could you be here?" Ethan hurriedly approached and asked.
