The Bodhisattva Guanyin remained silent and observed Hai Feng, her brows slightly furrowed as though sensing something, which caused her some trepidation.
"What's wrong, Bodhisattva?"
Sun Wukong spoke without changing his expression, "Could it be that the Bodhisattva has taken an interest in that youth? That would indeed be a stroke of fortune for Hai Feng."
Zhen Yuanzi, Nezha, and Taibaijinxing all turned their gaze towards Hai Feng.
Without looking, there was no concern, but upon seeing him, their expressions all took on a touch of gravity.
The Bodhisattva Guanyin spoke, "Not so, this young man carries a trace of Demonic Qi. Its essence is dense, as if left by a person of Mixed Yuan rank, and moreover, the poor monk also senses some familiarity in it."
"Demonic Qi!" Nezha's gaze turned frosty, "In ancient times, there were demonic leaders who caused chaos, but they were suppressed and are not to be feared. However, demonic leaders of Mixed Yuan rank are indeed rare."