Huitong was horrified. Without thinking, he clenched both hands and unleashed his teleportation divine ability. His figure blurred, and in the next moment, he appeared over twenty zhang away.
Only then did he have the leisure to turn his head. The place where he had just been standing was already wrapped in a mass of black clouds.
The cloud was not large, yet Demon Qi surged vigorously within it, faintly forming a vortex, where lightning kept interweaving and flashing.
Roar!
From within that demon cloud came a howl, soul-shaking and utterly different from the Demon Race of this mortal world. Huitong's pupils could not help narrowing slightly, and he vaguely sensed that something was wrong.
In terms of pressure, that demon cloud was only at the Nascent Soul Realm, but for some unknown reason, a trace of fear inexplicably rose in his heart.
As if he had encountered his natural enemy!
Wuu...
The mountain wind blew past, and then the demon cloud slowly parted to both sides, revealing the true face of the monster within.
It was hard to describe—terrifying and strange to the extreme. It had a human face, tiger's feet, a wide mouth with ghastly white fangs protruding from it, a long tail tipped with dark, sharp spikes, and the surface of its body was covered in a layer of long hair.
"Taowu!"
Huitong sucked in a breath of cold air. As a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, his knowledge was naturally extremely broad. How could he fail to recognize one of the famous Four Evils of the Spirit World?
Yet even in the upper realm, Taowu was an extremely high-level existence. How could it have shattered the void for no reason and descended to this mortal world?
Unlike when it had been in the Kui Yin Mountain Range,