That's right, she felt an extremely profound and pure demonic power from the opponent. If she had to deal with this big guy alone, she would probably be powerless; not to mention, its sheer size is enough to intimidate most opponents.
At this moment, she had time to glance at Changtian, only to see the corner of his mouth curve up. She was now quite familiar with his facial expressions, and this one should be called – satisfaction?
Changtian walked leisurely, his sleeves fluttering in the wind. His posture did not resemble someone about to engage in a life-and-death battle, but rather someone calmly attending a banquet. Although he had a tall figure, when approaching the gaping maw of such a monster, he still seemed insufficient for one mouthful. Ning Xiaoxian naturally wouldn't worry about him and instead stepped back a few paces to avoid being affected.
Monster fighting, mortals stepping aside, it's supposed to be like this.
