With an eerie demonic aura spreading from the front, Shen Luo and Ying Luo instantly felt as if they fell into an ice cellar, their breaths hitching. All they could hear was the fierce pounding of their hearts.
"What a terrifying demonic aura!"
Shen Luo gazed upwards at the silent figure standing on a giant rock in front of them, his heart filled with horror. Not even the Senior Ancestor at the Soul Condensation Stage from Spring and Autumn Pavilion had given him such a feeling.
It was a leopard over two zhangs in length. Its proportionate and slender golden body clearly displayed a series of dark brown spots. Its leopard's head, the size of a millstone, sported a pair of slender golden eyes and a tail about a zhang long, which seemed to be casually waving back and forth behind it.
