Moyun Ridge, Three Saints City
A myriad of demons gathered, Demon Qi surged to the sky.
After casually dealing with that Celestial Demon, Zhang Jian went straight to Moyun Ridge!
He executed the Innate Technique, his figure appearing beneath Moyun City.
Zhang Jian found that no matter how many years passed, the order of the Demon Race was always so noisy.
Even Moyun Ridge, the Demon Race realm like Three Saints City.
It seemed they set up a Demon City, a trading Market, a Transmission Array, all imitating the Human Race, yet many little demons still resembled refugees, saying they resembled refugees was even flattering them.
Each had a strange sense of beauty.
Some even sat directly by the mountain path, on the roadside, or by the markets, devouring raw meat and blood.
