Before Long Chen could knock on the next house, its wooden door slowly opened. After that, Long Chen and Yu Qingxuan’s hair stood on end.

They saw a skinny and tall man with horns on his head and a pair of bat-like wings on his back. Long Chen almost struck him with his saber on instinct.

“Winged devil!”

Long Chen instantly recognized this lifeform. Although the latter had reserved his devil qi, Long Chen had killed countless devil race experts. So, he was extremely sensitive toward this aura.

Long Chen grabbed the hilt of the Minghong Saber and stared at this devil expert vigilantly. This was an absolutely terrifying winged devil expert. How could he appear in the Wine God Palace?

That winged devil smiled at Long Chen’s vigilance, and this smile made Yu Qingxuan shiver. It...