"Take off his shoes and clothes," Kong Binghuang instructed.
Gao He automatically stepped in front, acting as a barrier, before receding quietly. "I'll handle this." He bent down, removing Tang Xinglong's boots and robes. The exposed skin was pale and his muscles were well-defined, with no signs of beastly claws or scales.
Everyone exchanged puzzled looks. They hadn't encountered such a thing before.
"Regardless of a demon's level of cultivation, they all have a ferocious beast form," someone said. "Although a demon can assume human shape and possess high intelligence, they're essentially human-shaped beasts. It's impossible for them to just grow a pair of wings and have normal human limbs."
The sect masters and elders from the major Qingzhou sects were all experienced experts who had been around for decades. Yet, this was a first for them.
Gao He sighed in relief upon seeing the image in the mirror.