Within the Dali Mountain State boundary, bound by the constraints of Heavenly Dao.
The late-stage Golden Core Old Demon in a blood robe, wielding these three Demon Path treasures, approached the pinnacle of a Cultivator's combat power under the restrictions of Heavenly Dao!
The Old Demon in the blood robe gazed at the Taoist with an authoritative voice:
"He who offends the Saint Heir shall be killed without mercy!"
Such might seemed to subdue the Taoist.
The Taoist stopped in his tracks, dark eyes shifting from the Old Demon in the blood robe to the Saint Heir, uttering a cold and indifferent sentence:
"Are you protecting him?"
His voice was hoarse, like dry wood, as if leaking air through his throat, sounding somewhat distorted.
"Naturally..." said the Old Demon in the blood robe.
"Why?"
"Is he worthy?"
Emotions flickered across the Taoist's face as he began to speak more...
