However, Lin Fan soon calmed down.
Zhou Chang had been tainted by the eerie substance, but he was not a true Mutant. The Tianji Buddhist Beads could save him from death, yet they might not be able to save a Mutant.
Whether this spiritual treasure could subdue a Mutant still required finding a genuine Mutant to verify.
Just as he was thinking this, the Black Demon Fog near the Three-Eyed Flood Dragon suddenly churned violently, as though some terrifying existence were tearing its way out of the darkness.
"So it was a powerful Demon Cultivator. No wonder you could destroy the Dark Blood Infant I painstakingly refined."
A terrifying pressure descended.
Lin Fan followed the voice and looked over, only to see the demonic fog slowly parting and revealing a slender, graceful figure.
She wore a black dress. Her skin was pale as paper, her waist impossibly slender, and beneath the hem of her dress was a pair of bare black feet.
The eerie substance transformed into smoke and billowed from the woman in black dress. It was several times denser than the eerie substance within the Black Demon Fog.
A Mutant.
And one even more powerful than Old Ghost Wang.
Lin Fan controlled the Three-Eyed Flood Dragon and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
"Shouldn't I be the one asking you that?"
"You barged into our Saint Clan's territory and even destroyed the blood infant this palace had painstakingly refined."
The woman in black dress studied the Three-Eyed Flood Dragon and chuckled. "It has been a long time since a cultivator has made this palace so interested."
Lin Fan fell silent for a moment before saying, "What if I said I was just passing by? Would you believe me?"
"Of course I would."
The corner of her