Long Chen's words startled Luo Yanfeng and the others. They had all relaxed and prepared to rest, but immediately gripped their weapons nervously again.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the void trembled slightly, rippling like water slowly dispersing, and a figure slowly appeared.
He was a long-haired man with fair and handsome features. If it weren't for the two horns on his head, everyone might have mistaken him for a human.
The demonic energy on this person was extremely faint; without careful sensing, it would be impossible to sense at all. Strangely, his demonic aura was not particularly frightening or repulsive.
This man had an elegant and elegant demeanor, like a scholar. Compared to those violent demon clan warriors, he seemed nothing like a demon at all.
Yet this very person approached everyone, yet no one noticed at all. Everyone was shocked. This person seemed harmless, but he was definitely a deadly figure.
Thinking that people and animals were harmless, everyone couldn't help but look at Long Chen. Like that person, Long Chen appeared gentle and refined, carrying the aura of a boy next door, but in reality, once he made a move, he was a presence that would make one's soul feel utterly uneasy.
"That powerful?" I used my life-bound stealth technique, but I was still discovered. Are you sure you're not trying to trick me?" The man appeared, looking at Long Chen in surprise.
There was not a trace of killing intent on this person, nor the slightest trace of hostility. His expression and tone left Luo Yanfeng and the others stunned. Was this guy really from the demon clan?
"The moment we fought with these guys, you showed up. Do you think I'm trying to trick you?" Long Chen said calmly.
After Long Chen finished speaking, he signaled everyone to put away their weapons. With him here, there was no need to put on a tense and hostile look.
"That's really impressive." The man nodded and said,
"Although I can't claim to be very powerful with my stealth technique, in our faction, even mid-stage Divine Emperors can't be unfathomable."
"The reason I was able to spot you is partly because I've killed too many demon clan members, which has given me a unique sense of perception.
On the other hand, one of my friends is of the same clan as you, so as soon as you appeared, I sensed you. Long Chen said.
"Your friend?" You're a human, and you're friends with the demon clan?" The man was momentarily stunned.
Long Chen smiled faintly but didn't answer. In the Wine God Palace, isn't there one of your Winged Demon Clan members?
Although this person concealed his aura and soul fluctuations, Long Chen still recognized him as from the Wing Demon Clan. However, the Wing Demon Clan was so vast and branched countless that Long Chen couldn't determine which branch he came from.
However, this person's aura was vast as the sea and unfathomable—definitely a master among experts.
"Interesting. I never expected that before I left here, I would encounter such an interesting human." The man couldn't help but laugh.
"Same here. I didn't expect to encounter such an interesting demon on the battlefield." Long Chen laughed too.
"I am Caiyi Ying Wudao." The man spoke up and announced his name.
The moment he announced his name, Luo Yanfeng and the others exclaimed, "The Colored Wing Demon Clan, the direct branch of the royal family, within the Winged Demon royal clan?"
The Color-Winged Demon Clan was recorded in detail in the Purple Blood Clan's textbooks, a renowned royal family of the Chaos era.
Although the Golden-Winged Demon Clan is also a royal family within the Winged Demon Clan, they are merely collateral branches, while the Color-Winged Demon Clan is the true Winged Demon royal clan.
In the Chaos Era, they were overlord-level beings. When this self-proclaimed Ying Wudao appeared, their hearts sank. It turned out the demon race they were about to face was actually the imperial branch of the Winged Demons.
Long Chen was also shocked. He had long heard of the Colorful Wing Clan. After all, he had killed so many demons, and
both sides were mortal enemies. There were some things he needed to understand.
"I don't quite understand. Since you're part of the Caiyi faction, why are you mixing with a bunch of miscellaneous chickens?" Long Chen couldn't help but say.
"A child without a mother—it's a long story!"
Ying Wudao sighed, suddenly producing two gourds in his hand, one of which he tossed to Long Chen.
Ying Wudao said nothing, opened the gourd, and took a sip. Instantly, the aroma of wine filled the air—the gourd was actually filled with wine.
Long Chen also opened his gourd and took a big gulp. Seeing Long Chen's action, Luo Yanfeng and the others couldn't help but feel their scalps tingle. Those were enemies, demons—how could they drink what he gave them? If this was poison, wouldn't that cost him his life?
Seeing Long Chen drink without hesitation, Ying Wudao's face remained expressionless, but his eyes showed a hint of fanaticism.
"Pfft...
But as soon as the fever flared up, his expression changed, because Long Chen spat out the wine he had just drunk.
"Is this thing called alcohol?"
Long Chen curled his lip and tossed the gourd aside. With a wave of his hand, two wine jars appeared, and he tossed one directly to Ying Wudao.
Ying Wudao took the wine jar and saw Long Chen lift it from a distance. He slapped open the wine seal, but no aroma escaped. Still, he didn't hesitate and drank it in one gulp.
"Good wine."
After taking a sip, a look of wild joy appeared on Ying Wudao's face.
"Of course it's fine! This is fine wine from the Wine God Palace." Long Chen said with a smile.
"Wine God Palace?" That legendary being?" Ying Wudao was instantly shocked; clearly, he knew about the existence of the Wine God Palace.
"Hahaha, who would have thought, really unexpected! I could meet such an interesting human and drink legendary fine wine. Luckily, I didn't leave too early, or I would have missed out." Ying Wudao laughed heartily, took two more big gulps, and looked completely content.
Seeing Ying Wudao drinking with Long Chen, Luo Yanfeng and the others' expressions changed. Luo Yanfeng gave Luo Ying and the others a look, and they immediately understood and led a few others to stand guard nearby.
They weren't worried about demon clan experts arriving, but they feared that the Purple Blood clan disciples would see Long Chen drinking with demon clan experts. If word got out and Long Chen was accused of treason, it would be troublesome.
"I originally thought there would be a life-and-death battle between us, but judging by your tone, it seems different from what I expected." Long Chen said.
This Ying Wudao was extremely strong—so strong that Long Chen had to face him carefully. But at their level, they usually disdainful of using any schemes.
Ying Wudao inviting him to drink was merely a form of mutual respect among the strong. Long Chen thought that after drinking, a fateful battle would follow, but judging by the tone now, he didn't seem to have any intention of fighting Long Chen.
"In fact, when the Nine Heavens were connected, the world we live in was a floating world, and I wanted to leave.
But at that time, it just happened to be the same as your Purple Blood groupThe tribe is at war, and they are collecting your Purple Blood power to help the new generation of disciples cultivate.
So I stayed a bit longer, hoping to get some benefits. But then, hehe, they were always on guard against me.
The meat was left for the sealed freaks, the soup for the fools on the battlefield, and I, without a single hair, didn't leave—what's the point of keeping it?" Ying Wudao shook his head.
Long Chen was taken aback and tentatively asked, "You mean they're not from your clan?"
"Of course, they're just a bunch of beggars from the demon clan."
A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Ying Wudao's mouth. He took another sip of wine and looked at Long Chen, saying,
"For the sake of this fine wine of yours, let me tell you a secret between them. We owe each other nothing."