It sounded like the painful wails of cultivators, yet also like a murmur between heaven and earth.
In any case, it sounded extremely strange.
However, Wu Feng merely looked at the man opposite him, gazing at him indifferently. His entire demeanor was utterly casual.
"As expected of Venerable Xuan Gu. You actually saw through the fact that I was pretending."
Wu Feng had indeed been pretending. When he had been attacked by that enormous force of attraction earlier, he had sensed an intense aura of death. That aura could not have come from a corpse.
There was simply no corpse in this world that could possess such a dense aura of death.
Therefore, it had to be the aura of death belonging to some cultivator—and this cultivator was no ordinary person. His cultivation was astonishingly powerful.
Thus, the identity of the cultivator who had attacked Wu Feng was naturally clear.
It was Venerable Xuan Gu.
To meet Venerable Xuan Gu, Wu Feng had naturally needed to pretend that he was under control. Otherwise, if the other party chose to hide from him, he would have had no idea how they could meet.
And now, he had indeed met Venerable Xuan Gu. He could even observe him and see what exactly was going on.
After observing him for a while, Wu Feng could sense that the dense aura of death around Venerable Xuan Gu was still wrapped around him. Strangely enough, however, this aura of death flowed very smoothly.
Just as living people naturally possessed vitality, the aura of death around Venerable Xuan Gu also seemed perfectly natural and reasonable.
In any case, Wu Feng felt that it was incredibly harmonious.
"Venerable Xuan Gu, you finally appeared."
Wu Feng put away his smile and looked solemnly at Venerable Xuan Gu.
Venerable