Facing the attention of the Demon Shadow Sect disciples, Ling Xiao appeared very calm.
He probably got used to transforming into a demon in the past.
So now, acting fierce and powerful was still very easy for him.
He turned away coldly but inadvertently glanced at the place where the person he had thrown earlier had fallen, a hint of a smile on his lips.
Several hours later, the underground city was completely shrouded in darkness.
It got dark here earlier than on the surface.
The bustling city suddenly became much more deserted, with only lights shining in many buildings, accompanied by the sounds of gambling and laughter.
It was the celebration night at the Eight Immortals County branch of the Demon Shadow Sect.
Therefore, it was normal for there to be revelry and indulgence.
In Hall Master Liu Tai's manor, it was currently very quiet because Ling Xiao had given everyone a break to enjoy this rare day of celebration.
