บท 1942: Devilish Training (2)

"Master, I think they are dying." Crouching in Shen Yanxiao's body, Taotie had been observing the training of these teenagers.

For Taotie, it was a supreme honor to have Shen Yanxiao personally teach them.

Throughout the Forsaken Land, how many humans and demons had lined up for Shen Yanxiao's guidance? However, Shen Yanxiao was as busy as a mule. Other than guiding Nangong Mengmeng in the early days, occasionally guiding Gong Jiuyin, and finally sparring with the thieves in the Silver Hands, Shen Yanxiao had little spare time to teach others.

However, no matter which side it was, as long as they were taught by Shen Yanxiao, their strength would advance by leaps and bounds.