368 A Secret Storehouse of the Demon Race

There was a magnificent courtyard in a certain corner of the Rising Sun City; it occupied a vast area. A grey-robed old man stood somewhere outside this courtyard with his hands hanging alongside his body. He often looked at the house that was in the middle of the courtyard with a hint of anxiousness on his face.

The whole house was shrouded in a layer of the grey light screen. The grey-robed old man stood far from the house, but he could still feel that it was exuding bursts of strong magic power waves.

This process continued for an hour. Afterwards, the intermittent bursts of magic power waves that the house was sending out all this time gradually came to an end.

The door of the house was pushed open after a moment, and Leng Yue Tong walked out at a slow pace. She was clad in a vibrant orange dress at the moment.

A tinge of radiant glow could still be seen in her beautiful eyes. Also, her whole body was exuding a mysterious wave of magic power.