At that moment, Zhou Yan felt the blood fog figure suddenly freeze for a split second, then it stared at Zhou Yan with some shock and uncertainty, showing a clear sign of wariness.
"Eh—you... what is your origin? How can you have—"
The blood fog figure suddenly let out a cold and hoarse voice from deep within its throat, a voice so grating it pained the eardrums.
Zhou Yan's constitution was immensely powerful, yet he felt his flesh suffer an impact from a mere sound, indicating just how formidable the other's abilities were.
However, because of the impact, the palpitations of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man somehow got suppressed inexplicably.
