C641 Unable to understand demonic language

Jun Ling rested for the entire night with his eyes closed. His body was nourished with spirit energy so he was not the least bit tired.

The next morning, the first rays of the morning sun parted the clouds and poured down in torrents, filling the land with vitality.

Outside West Treadmill, a huge Phlebotomus slowly floated and surrounded dozens of people. The one leading them was Jun Ling