The moment the grotesque demon with scales all over its body attempted to infiltrate Chen Dengming's tent.
Chen Dengming abruptly woke up from his trance. His mind sharp as a blade, he instantly opened his eyes. Like two lamps in the dark, his piercing gaze accompanied by his divine sense, instantly locked onto the demon that had entered his tent.
Four eyes met. One pair was icy cold while the other was chillingly cruel.
It was like lightning colliding.
"Ugh!"
The eerie demon suddenly opened its hideous mouth, displaying its ferocious fangs that dripped with disgusting slime. It let out a grotesque growl, and an unfathomable aura suddenly burst forth from its body.
In an instant, the entire tent became chillingly cold, making one feel as if they had plunged into an icy cavern, their blood on the verge of freezing.
In that sliver of a moment, the demon lunged, its claws as sharp as swords, aimed straight at Chen Dengming's heart.