From their words, Chu Feng could tell that the person called Chu Kongxun was likely very powerful.
Nearly all of the Enforcement Hall members present were at the Martial Immortal realm, and Chu Kongxun's strength was almost certainly greater than theirs. From that, one could further deduce that the demon's power was truly formidable.
If it really was Song Xi, then the inheritance Song Xi had obtained was quite something indeed.
"My Lords, we absolutely cannot let that demon die so easily. He must suffer a fate worse than death. He must pay the price for everything he has done."
Several Enforcement Hall members spoke through gritted teeth, and it was clear they harbored deep hatred toward that demon. It was not some profound vendetta, but rather the kind of righteous fury born from loathing evil.
"I'm afraid we won't be able to kill that demon," Chu Xingdi said, shaking his head.
"My Lord Xingdi, why not?" several Enforcement Hall members asked, their eyes filled with confusion.
"That demon may be a friend of Chu Feng's," Chu Xingdi said.
"What?" At those words, the same stunned expression that had crossed Chu Xingdi and Chu Xingren's faces moments before now appeared in the eyes of those Enforcement Hall members.
Hummmm— At that moment, the tokens at the waists of those Enforcement Hall members simultaneously flashed with red light.
"My Lords, the demon has appeared again," the Enforcement Hall members said in unison.
It seemed the light emitted by those tokens was some sort of continuous signal.
"Lead the way," Chu Xingdi ordered.
With that, Chu Xingdi, Chu Xingren, Chu Feng, and the others flew off in the direction the demon had gone.
Before long, they arrived at yet another city. The city was littered with corpses, and their deaths were truly horrifying.
Their clothes were still intact, yet each one lay there like a desiccated husk, devoid of all life.
They were all dead — eyes rolled back, mouths agape, as though all the flesh and blood had been drained from their bodies, leaving nothing but skin and bones.
Their skin had turned a bluish-green, and across that discolored surface ran vein-like patterns of a dark, black hue. At a single glance, they looked more terrifying than ghosts, utterly grotesque.
Most importantly, these corpses filled the entire city. Everyone was dead.
Yet the food in the city still gave off steam, meaning these people had died only a short time ago.
"That demon was just here not long ago. After him!" Chu Xingdi bellowed, then led the group chasing in every direction.
But Chu Feng did not leave. He had faintly sensed the presence of life — someone was still alive. There were survivors in this city.
However, the life force was extremely weak. Even a Spirit World Master of Chu Feng's caliber had to focus intently just to pinpoint its location.
Chu Feng followed that faint trace of life, flying swiftly onward. At last, inside a large courtyard, he saw a little girl.
Several desiccated corpses lay within the courtyard, and this little girl was the sole survivor.
The girl was dressed in tattered, filthy rags, yet strangely enough, her skin was impeccably clean — as white and flawless as jade, without a speck of dust upon it.