Phew!
A bizarre wind suddenly blew, followed by... a bone-chilling cold that seemed to strike across a thousand miles instantly, enveloping the land.
The Blood Demon Ancestor had arrived!
From a distance, a figure clad in a black cloak, a young man, was rapidly approaching riding the wind.
At the same time, the man was loudly calling out, "Xiaoyu... Xiaoyu, where are you? I've come to find you!"
Chu Mo was momentarily stunned, his mouth twitching uncontrollably, his face blank.
Qi Xiaoyu was also frozen in place, glancing at Chu Mo who had transformed into the appearance of an elder, and then toward the distant horizon.
"Damn!" Chu Mo couldn't help but curse softly.
That voice was too familiar! Who wouldn't recognize their own voice?
Then, Chu Mo turned around and saw the figure in the distance, seemingly riding the wind.
Clothed in a black cloak, with hair like a waterfall fluttering in the wind, the entire figure seemed like an Immortal Lord.
