Chapter 561: Empty Hell

"It seems you're the chieftain here."

Logan sized up the demon and immediately discerned his level.

This one was different from the other ordinary members of the demon race; his aura was a level higher.

It appeared he was not one of those Saint Seat Level fools.

Indeed, the Demon Clan Leader was at the Middle Stage of Saint Rank Perfection, which in the context of the Lower Realm, could be considered quite impressive, even a figure worthy of leading forces.

Otherwise, he couldn't have secured the position of chieftain.

"Kid, it looks like you can see my strength. So, aren't you afraid?"

The chieftain raised an eyebrow, a flash of unusual emotion darting across his eyes.

Logan sneered.

"Afraid? What do I have to be afraid of? You're just at the Middle Stage of Saint Rank Perfection."

The chieftain's gaze shifted slightly, surprised that he could see through his strength.