Momentum erupted. Three individuals stepped into the air from Jincheng, immediately surrounding Shen Changqing.
Shen Changqing looked at the three men. Each was bare-chested, with blood-colored patterns sprawling over their flesh, even on their faces, giving them an overall eerie appearance. Simultaneously, the aura each person emitted was powerful and malevolent; they stood there as if they were living Demon Evils.
"I've heard that among the Barbarian Clan, there's a system known as Demon Spirit Generals," Shen Changqing said, his expression unchanged, his tone calm. "Their strength surpasses ordinary Martial Artists and can compare to Great Qin's Defender Envoys. Now, it seems the tales were true."
