As those words fell, the expressions of the Wood Spirit Tribe changed.
There were others?
They looked toward the source of the voice and saw two figures rapidly approaching.
Evil Infant?
Dugu Qiubai narrowed his eyes. "Young Pavilion Master, this person is Evil Infant, one of the Six Great Generals under that man."
"So he is Evil Infant."
Qin Jishi narrowed his eyes and carefully sized him up.
Six Great Generals!
Gui Yan!
Heavenly Gang!
Earthly Baleful!
They had already died in the Black and White Domain.
Camel King!
Giant Demon!
Evil Infant!
Shen Fusheng had already seen the True Person.
Yet the one who truly puzzled him was the person beside Evil Infant.
This person wore a black robe, his slender figure swaying with it in the wind, as though he had merged with the night itself.
A bizarre ghost mask covered his face, its expression incomparably savage and enough to make one shudder.
The eyes of that ghost-faced mask gleamed with a cold light, revealing a malice that chilled one to the bone.
Its mouth twisted into a strange smile, as though it were mocking everything in the world.
The Black Robed Man's steps were slow and steady, each one carrying an indescribable oppressive force.
As he drew near, even the air around them seemed to grow heavy, filled with an atmosphere of tension and fear.
His presence inspired a nameless terror, as though he were an envoy who had walked out of hell, bringing endless darkness and evil with him.
Even Evil Infant, one of the Six Great Generals, appeared somewhat weaker before him.
His cultivation had clearly only just entered the Divine Profound Realm, yet he gave off an immensely oppressive feeling.
Danger!!
Even Qin Jishi sensed an extremely dangerous aura when facing this person.
"Senior