Within the Black Mountain Sect, there were also some extremely powerful races.
The living beings who could enter the Black Mountain Sect were basically all fiends of the most vicious and depraved sort.
Without a background or the protection of a powerful figure, they could only rely on their own strength to carve out a bloody path.
The living climbed upward, while the dead slept beneath the earth.
Evil God had naturally seen the Hidden Power before.
But the vicious criminals of the Black Mountain Sect could not possibly possess something so advanced.
Evil God tried to destroy the layer of glaze enveloping Ji Zong. Even after bombarding it several times with Dao Fusion Energy, he still could not damage it in the slightest.
But Evil God still had no intention of giving up. Just as he was about to offer up the Other Shore Token, a crisp burst of laughter suddenly came from beside him.
Evil God turned his head and only then discovered the two humans from the Shen Nong Clan.
The two had been standing more than a hundred zhang away from Evil God the entire time, yet Evil God had failed to notice them. This stirred a trace of wariness in his heart.
"What are you laughing at?" Evil God narrowed his eyes at Mu Mu.
Mu Mu's actions clearly carried a hint of provocation. Evil God might erupt into violence at any moment.
"Shan," who was carrying Mu Mu, had accumulated a surge of power within him. Although he and Mu Mu both looked relaxed, they truly would not disregard this Black-Clothed Youth. All powerful figures shared one trait: confidence without conceit.
Mu Mu extended the finger that had been hooked around her hair, raised it into the air, and pointed at the black mist.