Upon lighting up the underground palace, the dark and cold voice came through once more. The voice was demonic, sending chills down one’s spine.
"Weak humans…"
A pitch black claw appeared out of nowhere, ripping through the layers of void and appearing in front of Liang Yichu.
"Cut…!"
Instantaneously, Liang Yichu emitted an extremely strong burst of energy, dissipating the claw in a flash. He then retreated a step backward and surveyed the surroundings cautiously.
That claw came without sound or warning. If he were just a split second slower, he would have fallen prey to it.
But what caused Liang Yichu to feel uneasy was the fact that even as a greater celestial full cultivation… he was feeling unnerved at this very moment.
Just then, the black mist continued to gather from all directions, eventually culminating into a figure before Liang Yichu.
