Everyone's eyes instantly widened in disbelief.
They had thought some Great Demon was undergoing a tribulation, but it turned out to be…
A Demon Cultivator?
"How could it be a Demon Cultivator?"
"When did a Demon Cultivator sneak into these mountains? The demon beasts didn't even notice?"
The crowd was in an uproar of astonishment, and the Beast Clan was in no better shape.
A group of Half-transformed Beasts huddled together, staring at the figure in the sky as if they had been struck by lightning.
An enemy had infiltrated their ranks and was now attempting Divinity Transformation, while they were still busy charging the front lines.
It was a resounding, painful slap in the face.
Song Wanning ascended high into the sky, her form wreathed in so much Demonic Qi that no one could make out her features, much less sense her true aura.
Even her own father wouldn't have recognized her.
