Deep within the ruined palace, a Black-Robed Man sat quietly in meditation.
Lin Langtian stared intently at the Black-Robed Man, sensing a hint of danger.
At that moment, the Black-Robed Man suddenly shuddered. His shriveled face lifted, and an eerie black gleam flickered deep within his sunken eyes.
Bang!
Lin Langtian's expression changed as he shot backward without the slightest hesitation.
The Black-Robed Man's skeletal, claw-like hand abruptly reached out. Black light gathered in his palm, forming something like a black hole that unleashed an utterly terrifying suction force.
Lin Langtian's rapidly retreating body instantly came to a standstill.
That dreadful suction rendered him unable to resist. With a swish, his body was dragged straight toward the Black-Robed Man.
Lin Langtian's face changed drastically. He had clearly not expected this Black-Robed Man to be so powerful. Just this casually displayed move was far stronger than anything Wu Jin could manage.
And that was with less than a tenth of his combat power remaining after tens of thousands of years.
Could this Black-Robed Man have reached the Supreme Peak in his prime?
Lin Langtian was swiftly sucked into the palace, and as he drew nearer, he could see the black color deep within the Black-Robed Man's sunken eye sockets.
That color was filled with destruction and savagery, utterly inhuman.
"It really is a member of the Outer Realm Evil Race!" Lin Langtian's heart tightened.
Lin Langtian's gaze flickered rapidly. Then he gritted his teeth as golden light surged behind him. The Kun God Spirit was activated, transforming directly into a pair of enormous Kun God Wings that spread wide.
The Kun God Wings beat fiercely, whipping up a violent gale. Lin Langtian's dragged body finally stabilized.
The Kun Wings flapped again, and he appeared directly atop a stone pillar.
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