It was her

At this moment.

Chen Xiaobei was still in human form, but his body was covered in purple-gold dragon scales. He had fangs in his mouth and sharp claws on his hands and feet. His eyes were fierce and wild. He had become a full-blown demon!

In the past, whenever Chen Xiaobei went to some special cities, he would be stopped by the guards, and there would often be conflicts.

This time, however, Chen Xiaobei had received special treatment like never before.

The demonic soldiers had all reached the Xuan immortal stage, but they were very respectful to Chen Xiaobei, who was an eight-star celestial immortal. It was as if they were seeing their own father.

"May I ask who your esteemed self is? What business do you have in my Holy puppet city?"

The captain of the soldiers asked respectfully.

It was obvious that the fey attached great importance to the levels of bloodlines! Whether you are noble or lowly, it all depends on your bloodline!