"How much strength they truly have hidden throughout Heaven and Earth, even we do not know," Gu Xuanji admitted. "This time, as I am leaving Great Qin, they will not let this opportunity pass. When that time comes, I fear all the experts of the Demon Evil Clan will mobilize. The Demon Saint who was gravely wounded and fled a hundred years ago is likely unwilling to remain in obscurity."
He did not pay too much attention to the other Demon Evils of the Demon Evil Clan. What truly concerned him was the Demon Saint who had invaded the Capital City a hundred years ago. If not for borrowing the national fortune of the Great Qin Nation, there would have been no way to gravely wound that Demon Saint. Since then, that Demon Saint has completely vanished, as if it had perished. But Gu Xuanji was certain the Demon Saint had not fallen. It was somewhere, silently watching Great Qin, constantly seeking an opportunity to strike and avenge the grave injury from all those years ago.
