After Lin Xuan killed the Demon Sect's genius, he turned to leave. Just then, two figures in black robes flickered into view, blocking his path from the front and back. Both exuded a palpable murderous aura as their cold gazes fixed on him.
"You dare to kill a genius of our Demon Sect? You're doomed! Kneel and accept your death!"
The Demonic Qi roiling off their bodies surged like an ocean, threatening to engulf Lin Xuan. He assessed their power, and his expression immediately turned grave. The cultivation of these two men far exceeded his own; they were eight-star Martial Generals. Lin Xuan was no match for them.
But Lin Xuan was not afraid. He sighed inwardly, Big Black Dog, looks like I need you now.
"Rest assured, kid. I'll protect you," the Big Black Dog barked twice.
