Suddenly, an evil aura swept in abruptly.
"Hmm? Who dares to be insolent in front of me?"
Zhang Beixing frowned slightly, looking around warily.
Quickly, he noticed something was wrong.
In the distant woods, black aura churned.
Vaguely, shadows flickered.
It was a group of the Demon Race!
"Heh, so it's you spirits and goblins."
Zhang Beixing chuckled coldly, scornfully eyeing those demons.
Though his cultivation was shallow, his demeanor was extraordinary.
As if overlooking ants, he didn't care at all.
However, upon seeing this, the demons were enraged.
"How bold, human brat, to dare speak rashly of our tribe!"
"Truly ignorant of life and death, today, you shall pay in blood!"
A man draped in a black robe stepped forward.
Fierce and malicious, exuding a murderous aura.
It was none other than the demon general, Liao Ya!
"You... you are..."
Zhang Beixing was slightly taken aback, then his lips curved upward.
