T0's voice was somewhat muffled and abstruse, stammering.
But Old Huang still made sense of it.
"Sect Hierarch... commands..."
Old Huang's heart sank heavily, his pupils contracted, and in his mind arose the image of a terrifying existence!
After all, T0 had the unmistakable power of the Blood Demon, that horrific aura, not at all like ordinary fodder, but pure like the bloodline of a Divine Son.
And now.
Old Huang's hand slowly clenched, his heart a tumultuous sea.
He'd been targeted.
He sneered.
"Sure enough, that Blood Demon entity... hasn't let go of me..."
"I was wondering why I've been feeling peeped at, so it was you."
"You have been watching me all along."
Although Old Huang's demeanor became stormy inside upon learning of the association with the Blood Demon, and he was overwhelmed with emotions in an instant.
Shock, fear, wariness, and... gravity.
But by this point, he'd already calmed down:
