"Who goes there?" The Dragon-head Wraith immediately raised its head and roared.
The eleven wraiths swept their gazes outward in unison. Their profound eyes instantly saw through the entire space, where they spotted a white-robed young man standing in the void. Zhang Yang's aura clung to him, and a hint of mockery lay on his handsome face as he looked at the eleven wraiths as though he were not looking at people, but at a swarm of ants.
"What incredible luck. It seems Heaven is helping me. Once I devour all these wraiths, let's see how Qin Lie can compete with me then. With just him, does he think he is worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as me?" The man burst into laughter, the chill in his eyes growing ever deeper.
"You want to devour us?" The Dragon-head Wraith snorted coldly. "Who do you think you are?"
"That's right. Do you think you're that human man?" The other wraiths chimed in as well.
They refused to believe that everyone could be as monstrous and terrifying as that human martial artist. There should only be one such freak in this world.
If a few more appeared, how were anyone else supposed to survive?
As long as it was not a monster like Ye Xiwen, one capable of ignoring Killing Intent and attacks on the Primordial Spirit, ordinary Late Stage of Life Mystic Realm experts were nothing more than prey they could slaughter at will. There was nothing to fear.
"Why, have you suffered at someone else's hands before?" The white-robed man asked with slight puzzlement. "Could it have been Qin Lie?"
Among the formidable people he knew of, Qin Lie seemed to be the only human.
"Or Jian Wushuang?" A cold and aloof figure sprang into his mind,