Celestial Qilin
Translator: Thyaeria
As Nie Li and his party concentrated on their cultivation, the Demon Lord slowly stood up.
At that movement, Duan Jian gripped his Black Flame Sword even tighter and coldly stared at the Demon Lord, prepared to engage him in battle at any moment. Duan Jian had keen perception and noticed the trace of enmity that had flashed through the Demon Lord’s eyes when he made eye contact with Nie Li earlier.
The strength of this youth was deep and unmeasurable, but at the very least, he had definitely reached Demigod rank!
The Demon Lord had only glanced at Duan Jian before moving onwards to the third floor.