Five Spirits Mountain, inside a stone cave, Huang Li, a black demon disciple, had his eyes tightly closed as a faint black qi circulated within his body.
Suddenly, his eyes snapped open, staring fixedly at the cave entrance, "Who's there?"
"Tap, tap, tap!"
Accompanied by footsteps, a mysterious person wrapped tightly in a black robe walked into the cave.
"Hehehe!" The robed figure let out a sinister laugh.
Huang Li frowned, not knowing why, but this robed person gave him an intense feeling of danger.
"Who the hell are you, and what do you want from me?" Huang Li stood up, eyeing the robed figure warily.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! The Bai family really created a little monster, but who went to such lengths to seal the demonic qi inside you?" The robed figure eyed Huang Li seriously, laughing coldly.
Being scrutinized like a little monster made Huang Li utterly intolerant.
"You're courting death!" As soon as the words fell, Huang Li, like a bolt of lightning, lunged at the robed figure.
