This was a peculiar demon beast with four arms that oddly resembled a seahorse, its four arms all holding a light cyan storage pouch, its ugly face clearly brimming with delight.
Upon witnessing this scene, Han Li's pupils constricted slightly.
And at this moment, the pale blue demon cultivator, who had been suspended motionless in mid-air, silently exchanged a few words with the Four-Armed Monster, and then his face also revealed an expression of excitement. His figure moved, transforming into a blue streak of light that darted directly towards the Four-Armed Monster.
After discerning the grade eight demon cultivator's unusual expression, the last trace of hesitation in Han Li's heart vanished.
He immediately stopped concealing his figure, and with the sound of thunder behind him, his snow-white Thunderstorm Wings appeared and he blinked out of sight from his original position.
