Under the moon, Chen Xu poured two cups of wine.
He gazed at the Monkey King's primal spirit before him, feeling immensely curious.
Because Feng Yuanbai had mentioned many times that the Imperial Court's recent policies were mostly focused on demon suppression, Chen Xu had recently devoted much of his energy to understanding cases related to demon infestations.
He had thus learned many bizarre tales related to demons.
But hearing and truly seeing are two different matters.
The Monkey King's primal spirit before him seemed no different from a physical body at first glance, its chest even rising and falling with breath, remarkably lively.
But with careful perception, Chen Xu realized that under the observation of his Microscopic and Spirit Control techniques, the Monkey King clearly had no physical form.
It was more like a cluster of mystical "energy," a fusion of energy and force fields, mixed with mysterious traits that Chen Xu could not yet decipher.
