Chapter 608 The Ten Thousand Demon Hall is Mine

Rustle, rustle—

Between the white clouds and azure sky, a petite figure stood suspended, her black robe fluttering with the sound of the wind, adorned with dark gold magic patterns like clouds and dragons, adding a touch of extravagance to her air.

She looked down quietly.

Below on the land and waters, a robust beast was desperately fleeing. It resembled a qilin but lacked any auspicious aura. Its body was ink-black, covered in long feathers, and as it sprinted, it seemed as though it was riding clouds and mist—a Disaster Qilin.

At this moment, the Disaster Qilin was already covered in wounds, and its breath was weak to the extreme, clearly on the brink of death.

"Heh! Heh!"

It gasped for air, looking frantically up at the figure in the sky who was relentlessly pursuing it.

Wasn't it said that the Ten Thousand Demon Hall had a habit of recruiting demons? Yet this person had just appeared and started attacking without saying a word from beginning to end!