The stone hall was vast, its walls carved from solid black rock, with faint traces of runic lines etched into them. Yet despite the grandeur of the place, there was no one else inside—only Ethan and the Old Minotaur.
Thanks to Ethan's perfected camouflaging technique, currently, Ethan looked nothing but a mortal human in the eyes of the Old Minotaur, whose cultivation was only at the Perfected Golden Core Realm.
'If only I had a Godly General Revival Life Card, I could have killed him and revived him as my subordinate.'
Ethan's eyes flickered with a cold gleam. The very first thought that crossed his mind upon confirming the Old Minotaur's solitude was to strike him down.
That's right—gaining the loyalty of a high-ranking figure of the Stonehorn Bull Tribe would make his goals in this realm many times easier.
