"Junior Brother Qing Tian, it's such a pity you aren't at the Void Refining Stage."
Yu Xiao's voice suddenly echoed, neither joyful nor sorrowful, carrying an inexplicable sense of eeriness.
"Fifth Senior Sister, why didn't you inform your junior brother beforehand?"
Li Mo's hair stood on end.
The instant his Divine Sense detected Yu Xiao's figure, it was as though he'd encountered a Night Patrol Deity radiating malice. His mind spontaneously conjured countless illusions.
Piles of corpses stacked high, rivers of blood streaming across the ground.
"Killing intent..."
To be precise, it was the terrifying Sha energy Yu Xiao had honed over ten thousand years through the lives of others.
A typical cultivator would have long succumbed to deviation because of it, yet Yu Xiao remained unaffected, even managing to silently infiltrate Zhi Mountain Temple.
Li Mo had felt an unbearable depth when facing Zu Xiuyun but found it far less terrifying compared to Yu Xiao.
"Hiss."
