Following behind were creatures of different shapes, one with the head of a crow but the body of a human, and another that was a red fox.
"I say, Old Man Huang, are you sure there's divine fate here? All I see is utter shabbiness. Could such a place hold divine fate?" the crow spoke in a hoarse voice, complaining to the old man leading the way.
"What do you know? I can see it clearly, that little guy is absolutely a heaven-sent treasure, and if we eat him, our cultivation strength will greatly increase," Old Man Huang said with displeasure.
"If it weren't for the fact that we've cultivated together for so long, how could you lot even have a shot at such good fortune?"
Three little demons walked into the room, and the first thing they saw was Liu Yanchang who had fallen into a deep sleep.
"What a handsome man!" the red fox spoke in human tongue, its voice hoarse yet imbued with a seductive power.
