Ye Kang's eyes bulged, and his face was as pale as paper. He couldn't stop shuddering at the thought of what might have happened.
If his powerful Primordial Spirit hadn't sensed something wrong at the very last moment, that Purple Skinned Giant would have stomped him flat like a sheet of paper.
The aura of danger in that instant had been something he couldn't resist at all—not even for a single second.
Even Ning Qin was momentarily stunned. "How is this possible? What kind of savage battle took place here for such a powerful Purple Mist Corpse Demon to be born?"
Ye Kang could feel the spear in his hand trembling. It wasn't afraid; Ning Qin herself had been thoroughly shocked.
It seemed she hadn't expected to encounter a monster like this, either.
Of course, she was also surprised that Ye Kang had managed to dodge it.
With those reflexes and a fully formed Small World, this Master was quite impressive, after all.
Ye Kang had no time to keep going around in circles with Ning Qin. His voice turned stern as he asked, "What is that thing, and why didn't you tell me about it? Also, who are you, exactly?"
A trace of killing intent flickered in his eyes. Even though Heavenly Yue Firmament was entirely under his control and had fully acknowledged him as its Master, he was still somewhat angry.
If Ning Qin knew something but hadn't told him outright, then no matter what kind of existence she was, he wouldn't spare her.
Sure enough, Ning Qin sensed Ye Kang's reproach and dropped her haughty attitude. In a low voice, she said, "The Corpse Qi in the Purple Mist Zone combines with the corpses of powerful beings to form Purple Mist Corpse Demons. Outside the Purple Mist