“Right!” Qiong Qi nodded and was about to charge forward. Meanwhile, Zhuang Weiran suddenly obstructed their paths.

She shook her head and said, “That might be an ancient Celestial Demon.”

“An ancient Celestial Demon?” Yang Ye frowned, “What’s that?”

She spoke solemnly, “No one knows where they came from, and we just know that there’s a ‘魔’ character on their foreheads. They are ethereal yet actually exist, and they rely on illusions, the spirit, ...