Kevin stared at Adam, his brow furrowing tightly.
He perceived that the aura on Adam was very unusual.
Indeed, it was an energy ripple of the God holy faction.
But the aura was extremely strange.
Especially the mental strength condensed into the slashing blade in Adam's hand.
The blade itself held little mental strength, even very weak, yet the outer condensed blade flame contained a terrifying power that was very peculiar— it did not belong to the holy faction's power.
It even faintly leaked an aura of the Netherworld.
"Who are you?"
Kevin fixed his gaze on Adam, and slowly, rotating cosmic stars appeared in his eyes.
"Trouble, Brother Fang Heng, this old guy is suspicious."
"Zane, your luck is a bit bad."
Fang Heng replied calmly.
He had already foreseen being discovered, but didn't expect his luck to be so poor, being found after just one day in the spiritual world.
"None of my business, attack!"
