'No wonder that old guy chose to send Su Qing to stand guard.'
'He must be afraid of dying here.'
'But there are so many people here.'
Su Qing was puzzled.
'Do the Magic Beasts show up in massive hordes when they invade?'
'That would be terrifying for an ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivator.'
Guarding a thousand-meter-long fortress would be incredibly difficult.
A normal Foundation Establishment Cultivator would have no problem killing a hundred First Realm Demon Race members, but a thousand-meter-long fortress...
'This must mean there are a lot of the Demon Race's beasts.'
'Didn't they already agree not to invade?'
Su Qing looked at the Demon Race members standing next to a few Cultivators.
"Why do these people have the aura of the Demon Race? And why are they all so ridiculously good-looking?" Su Qing couldn't help but ask.
The middle-aged Cultivator smiled. "Sir, these are Desire Demons."
