Half a day later, the crowd finally saw the people of the Shadow Clan.
Their skin color resembled that of Africans; they walked upright, and a slick black tail extended from their spine. It was said that this was the key organ that allowed the Shadow Clan to conceal their own aura.
Leading the Shadow Clan was Clan Leader Shadow Jue, who flicked his long tail, a cryptic expression on his face as he said, "Asura."
"Well, where is your Divine Son? I've heard the Asura Divine Son's battle prowess is unmatched among his peers, and I'm rather curious to see for myself."
The remark incited the fiery temper of the Asuras, who began brandishing their weapons, ready to charge forward.
Chen Jiuge stepped forward to block them, holding the Purple Mist Nether Flower Spear, a mischievous smile on his face. "That would be me," he said. "Does someone among you wish to challenge me?"
