"Who are you?"
As he spoke, his entire body had already tensed. His bronzelike skin brimmed with astonishing power, ready to unleash a heaven-shaking strike at any moment.
He possessed a secret treasure that concealed his aura. Even several patriarchs of his clan would be unable to detect his whereabouts without careful investigation.
Yet now, not only had his tracks been exposed, he had even been casually stopped here by the other party.
Lin Fan glanced at him and said calmly, "I killed a member of the Sky Swallowing Sparrow Clan just last time, and today another one has come."
"Are the Sky Swallowing Sparrows truly not afraid of death?"
The man's expression shifted slightly. He had not expected the other party to have already seen through his origins.
His eyes narrowed as he said in a low voice, "You are not the Dark Blood Jiaolong patriarch. If I am not mistaken, you should be the human cultivator who killed the Cloud Swallowing Python Clan Chief in the last great battle."
Many powerful figures had secretly watched the battle at Wind Empress Mountain Range, so Lin Fan's existence had long ceased to be a secret.
"A human cultivator helping the Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan eliminate a powerful enemy—what exactly is your purpose?"
His tone turned icy as he continued, "Could it be that the human race dreams of meddling in the affairs of our Demon Kingdom?"
Lin Fan smiled. "You are very foolish."
"What do you mean?"
Lin Fan could not be bothered with nonsense. With a casual motion, he took out a golden talisman.
As golden light flashed, blood-red wings spread open, and an aura so suffocating it made one feel unable to breathe suddenly emerged.
The Golden-Eyed Black Phoenix frowned slightly, about to voice her displeasure at Lin