This Tier Eight Transformed Great Demon was tall and burly, with a pair of stout bear legs for its lower body.
The upper body and head, however, were of a very formidable middle-aged man.
At this moment, a pair of eyes flashing with fierce light glanced at the Puppet Bird.
The next moment, it completely ignored it and looked at a figure walking out from the storm.
Through the Puppet Bird's vision, Chu Ning also saw this person.
An aging face, dressed in a gray robe, it was that Black Death Demon Situ Yan.
On Situ Yan's aged face at this moment, there was a slightly disappointed expression.
Clearly, he hadn't gained much this time either.
After walking out of the snowstorm, he evidently sensed the presence of this Tier Eight Great Demon.
His eyes widened slightly, and in the next moment, an unusual light flashed in those murky eyes.
"Not bad, knowing of my presence yet not fleeing, daring to face me directly."
