True Origin Old Ancestor's gaze swept the area ahead, yet he still could not catch sight of any other figure. Even so, that hair-raising sense of strangeness only grew stronger and stronger.
It was as if, somewhere in the unseen, some terrifying power was closing in on him, intent on harming him.
In the end, he could only turn back to look at Gu An, pleading with his eyes.
Gu An did not rise, but his gaze had already seen that pitch-black figure, and a playful smile appeared on his face.
"You ask who I am—don't you find that strange? You were the one who came knocking on my door. Shouldn't you be the one to announce your name?"
Gu An spoke in reply, and those words made True Origin Old Ancestor's entire body go rigid.
Who was Master talking to?
True Origin Old Ancestor turned back again, but unfortunately, he could not see any figure at all.
He had not heard the pitch-black figure's question just now, so his master's words made him even more uneasy. He could not understand why his master had spoken, nor to whom he was speaking.
Faced with Gu An's question, the pitch-black figure crushed the wooden statue in his hand. A pair of crimson eyes opened on his face, their pupils shaped like lotus flowers, so eerie they seemed to be rotating—yet when one looked closely, the pupils had never moved.
"I am Mingji God. You may not know my origins."
The pitch-black figure spoke slowly, his tone still sinister and cold, as if laced with killing intent.
True Origin Old Ancestor could not hear his words and could only wait tensely.
Gu An stared at Mingji God and said with a smile, "Mingji God, Mystic Profound Venerable Immortal, an ancient being from