In the depths of the black fog.
More than a dozen Tier One Demon Gods exuded a terrifying aura. Each one possessed a massive body, at least dozens of zhang tall, like towering mountains, their forms covered in densely packed, twisted black Dao Patterns that seemed to distort the surrounding Laws.
They were like deities of a domain, ruling over countless Demons.
At this moment, these Demon Gods sensed the aura emanating from Jiang Fan.
One after another, they grew restless, ferocity unconsciously appearing on their faces.
"Human, that's the aura of a human Mahayana Cultivator."
"To think a human Cultivator actually dares appear within the black fog—is he seeking death?"
"Indeed, it's extremely rare for humans to dare leave their own villages."
"Eat him, eat him at once. I can sense dense Life Energy surging from his body. If I devour him, I might be able to advance to the Tier Two Demon God level."
