Meng Hao's words caused the surrounding Nascent Soul Cultivators of the Crow Divinity Tribe to sit thoughtfully for a moment before cold glows appeared in their eyes, and then killing intent. This was especially true of Elder Sun, who licked his lips, his eyes glinting viciously.
Meng Hao closed his eyes and then pointed his finger down towards the ground. Instantly, Demonic Qi shot up from the plain, swirling around to form a figure. This was none other than Meng Hao's Demonic Incarnation.
The illusory figure contained Meng Hao's Spiritual Sense. It flickered as a black cloak suddenly wrapped around it, turning it into a black-cloaked man.
The black-cloaked man floated there in the air, his facial features indistinguishable. Meng Hao's voice suddenly spoke out from within the hood: "The Tribe as a whole, as well as my true self, will not move. I'll send this clone ahead to that alliance."
