"Hmm!" Yuan Tong, who was striding forward, suddenly stopped.
"Senior Brother, what's wrong again?" Hui Tong asked.
"Blessed be the compassionate! How can there be such a powerful demonic aura?" Yuan Tong lifted his eyes to the night sky, his round face filled with bewilderment.
"Demonic aura? What's so strange about that? Perhaps some demonic cultivators passed by here." Hui Tong said carelessly.
You should know there are many sects and schools within the Human Clan, a bewildering array of them, practicing all sorts of things.
This Thousand Sect Grand Gathering, having a few demonic cultivators show up is quite a normal occurrence.
"No, that's not it!" Yuan Tong's face grew solemn, "This demonic aura is deep and terrifying, definitely not something the Human Clan could cultivate."
Just then, several shadows darker than the night streaked across the sky, rushing toward a hostel.
