The moment his spiritual senses detected and locked onto that strand of dragon aura, Jiang Dali did not rush to descend. Instead, he continued searching for the auras of other experts surrounding it.
But the instant his spiritual senses extended outward, his heart abruptly stirred. He detected an invasion from an extremely intense aura of danger and an evil primordial spirit.
"Hmm?"
Jiang Dali's expression changed sharply, and the image of a burly, imposing figure like a demon god immediately surfaced in his mind.
The man had disheveled hair, long limbs, an ancient, weathered face, and a cold expression. His crown was slightly balding, while his eyes brimmed with wickedness and icy chill. Beneath his open cloak, rock-hard pectoral muscles were exposed. He gave off an impression of ruthless coldness and mercilessness, as well as a domineering presence that shook the heart.
"Is that you? Black Wind Stronghold Master? I never expected it. I never expected you to truly be secretly supporting Li Shimin."
A low, icy voice tinged with surprise echoed in Jiang Dali's mind.
Almost at the same time, a tall, burly figure appeared around the corner of a corridor in the courtyard below. He tilted his head up, staring at Jiang Dali with an odd smile in his eyes. Jiang Dali could tell that the man had closed his pores, restrained his vital essence, and stopped breathing. That was why his aura had been so difficult to detect.
"Who are you?"
Jiang Dali was shaken as he carefully studied the imposing middle-aged man below.
This was the first time he had encountered such a powerful yet utterly unfamiliar expert. What baffled him most was that this man was actually willing to protect Crown Prince Li Jiancheng of Tang.
With this man's strength, even Tang's current emperor, Li