"The person who could represent the Human Civilization here had arrived."
Nierda Tamon raised his chin slightly.
His gaze was resolute, never wavering from beginning to end.
Wang Jixuan's appearance clearly gave Nierda Tamon a little more confidence.
In contrast, the old man's expression changed slightly, his eyes filled with vigilance. He was like a tightly wound spring, seemingly ready to strike at any moment.
The old man had not sensed where Wang Jixuan had come from.
Even as Wang Jixuan walked toward the campfire from nearby, the old man still could not lock onto him.
What Daoist Wang had manifested was naturally an external soul, and not even a complete one.
His true body was hiding nearby, ready to launch an attack at any time.
He walked straight to Nierda Tamon's side.
Ye Zi tried to step forward, but a gentle force pulled her back.
It was the old man who had acted.
The old man took the initiative to draw a boundary and created a transparent barrier. It seemed that if Wang Jixuan attacked Ye Zi or Black Obsidian, he would immediately take the two of them back into the black mist.
A very cautious old man.
However, this old man was likely Black Obsidian's subordinate, so Wang Jixuan no longer intended to greet him directly.
Daoist Wang glanced at Ye Zi. Though he had countless doubts he wanted to ask her outright, this was indeed not the right time.
He also did not want to leave anything for these people to hold against him.
Thus, Wang Jixuan stared at Black Obsidian.
Black Obsidian watched Wang Jixuan with his gentle, profound eyes.
For some reason, Wang Jixuan felt as though he had seen this fellow somewhere before.
Black Obsidian slowly rose to his feet, nodded slightly at Wang