Shi Xiaole's presence was undoubtedly low-key, but his kind of low-key was different from the general kind, like a black hole that you can't look away from once you focus on it.
"Kirin!"
Fu Tong shouted, involuntarily clenching his fist.
Who could have imagined that the fifth demonic genius was willingly standing on a peak less than two kilometers high?
Most of the masters at the Dragon Gate Realm did not recognize him. As a part of the elite who had participated in the test at Mount Wanxiang, none would bother to deliberately look down, resulting in the scene in front of them.
What Fu Tong blurted out cleared up the doubts of many martial artists. He was the Kirin who was ranked even before the Young Dragon, wasn't he? It's indeed extraordinary. Only such temperament could probably match the other demonic geniuses.
"Brother Shi, you've hidden yourself so well."
On the Devil Path's mountain peak, Ren Mengzhen looked dazed before smiling slightly.
