"How is this independent practitioner so powerful?"
The young man muttered uneasily, his eyes filled with incomprehension.
He really could not understand why they, the pride of the world, would encounter a member of the human race who could crush them in such a gloomy place. He could even barely comprehend the case if they met some ferocious creature that could oppress them.
Although this gloomy place had been shattered, extremely ancient beings still slumbered there, and their offspring and descendents were not weaker than these proud figures of the human race. Some were even exaggeratedly formidable and defied the norm.
But this human, named Feng Qing'an, what gave him such power? The cultivation he practised was not the human's Immortal Sutra, but the Ghost Path Scripture, which conflicted with his own constitution.
