When he saw that black figure.
Ling Tian felt an endless surge of demonic energy rushing toward him.
Ling Tian's heart stirred.
This figure had to be connected to Demon Ancestor Luohu.
It might even be Luohu himself.
When the thought crossed Ling Tian's mind, he couldn't help shuddering.
He had just met Hongjun.
If the figure before him really was Luohu,
then he had run into the two strongest figures of this tribulation one after another.
This was getting way out of hand!
Ling Tian was lost in thought when he suddenly heard a gloomy voice...
"I heard you mention Hongjun just now?"
At that,
Ling Tian felt an overwhelming killing intent descend upon him. It enveloped and seeped into his entire body, making his teeth chatter from the cold.
Damn it! This demonic brat wants me dead!
Ling Tian looked at the black figure before him, his eyes full of hostility.
He was only a clone right now.
Even if the one before him really was Luohu,
so what?
Worst case, he'd die!
Thinking this,
Ling Tian steeled himself and shot back,
"Yeah, I did mention Hongjun just now. What about it?"
"Hmm?"
The black figure clearly hadn't expected Ling Tian to be so bold. His eyes went blank for an instant.
But very quickly,
the figure's aura erupted.
Endless demonic energy surged forth, bearing down hard on Ling Tian!
At the same time,
a voice, gloomier still, rang out...
"Tell me what happened with Hongjun."
"Or die!"
Damn it!
Was he threatening me?
Hearing that voice,
Ling Tian's short temper flared at once.
Even if this Demon Clan member really was Demon Ancestor Luohu,
Ling Tian wouldn't put up with this crap.
He wasn't afraid to die!
So what was there to fear?
Ling Tian was about