"After killing that Sixth Grade Demon General, I obtained two rings from his body; one was a Storage Ring, the other was this item."
Lu Qingshan slowly said, "Originally, I couldn't understand how the Demon Race was able to precisely locate me, see through my disguise, and directly state my real identity."
"It wasn't until I saw what was in this ring that I understood the reason." At the thought, a flash of light suddenly passed over the white ring.
The next moment, a strange, multicolored butterfly appeared.
The Hundred Illusions Butterfly.
This ring, similar to a Spirit Beast Bag.
At the moment it appeared, the Hundred Illusions Butterfly couldn't wait to rush toward Lu Qingshan as if he were a delicate, enticing flower with an infinite attraction.
Xia Daoyun's gaze sharpened as he watched the butterfly finally settle on the back of Lu Qingshan's hand, "Can this demon beast lock onto your scent?"
Lu Qingshan nodded, "That's right."
