Cang Jue stared intently at Lu Qing. For some reason, the gaze of this masked figure wearing a Ghost Face Mask gave him a sense of vigilance.
He didn't know why, but instinctively, he felt as though he was being completely seen through.
This feeling made him very displeased.
"Oh, and what if you are displeased?" Lu Qing said with interest, "Just a little Demon Child, do you think you can overturn the heavens?"
With these words, everyone was stunned.
The distant devils opened their mouths wide, eyes staring at Lu Qing.
They could not believe that this kid wearing a Ghost Face Mask was so reckless, daring to directly call Master Cang Jue a Demon Child.
The Daoxu Temple Daoist and the Biluo Palace Holy Daughter also stood in stunned silence, gazing at Lu Qing.
Even within the Mysterious Space, the dozen figures watching this scene started to stir.
"It's over, this kid in the Ghost Face Mask is doomed."
