Watching the big battle in the Demons' city, the many people who were trapped there were feeling mentally disturbed: sometimes emotional, sometimes nervous, and sometimes thrilled.
The thing that had caused all this mental disturbance was they weren't sure whether those who had come to help them were strong enough to deal with the soldiers of the Blood Race and the Demons.
They had developed some knowledge regarding the strength of the Blood Race and the Demons since they'd been brought here.
"There isn't even one Venerable Sovereign among them. Are they here courting death?"
In some cage where he was being held, Qiu Yan heard General Black Dragon complaining.
After the Demons' intrusion, these people from the Three Lower Realms had gotten to know the entire state system pretty well.
Qiu Yan was not bothered by General Black Dragon's remark. She was gazing at a figure not far away.
"It's him?"