Watching as General Allen, whom she had thought to be her great savior, dealt with so easily, Sally's countenance fell and her emotions were sent in a whirl.
'To think that this demon managed to deal with General Allen so easily... How powerful is he? A Demigod with one tier of perfection? A Demigod with two tiers of perfection? What could his cultivation level possibly be?'
Thinking of how she was about to be brought to the Terrene Shrine's den by a great demon lord like this, a hint of desperation flashed in her eyes.
The two young men once again struggled wildly, anxiously looking at Fang Xingjian.
They started sending streams of information currents into Fang Xingjian's brain.
"Demon! Miss Sally's identity is not simple! Do you really think that you'll be able to get out of the fix you'd put yourself into if you captured her and then brought her back?"
