Deep within the Ruined Great Hall, a Black Robe Figure sat quietly in meditation.
Lin Langtian stared intently at the Black Robe Figure, sensing a feeling of danger.
At that very moment, the Black Robe Figure suddenly trembled. His withered face lifted, and an eerie pitch-black color flickered within his deeply sunken eyes.
Bang!
Lin Langtian's expression changed, and he shot backward without the slightest hesitation.
The pitch-black figure's claw-like, withered hand suddenly grasped forward. Pitch-black light gathered in his palm, forming something like a black hole that erupted with an incomparably terrifying suction force.
Lin Langtian's rapidly retreating body immediately froze.
That terrifying suction force left him unable to resist. With a whoosh, he was dragged toward the Black Robe Figure.
Lin Langtian's expression changed drastically. He clearly had not expected this Black Robe Figure to be so powerful. This simple display alone was far stronger than Wu Jin.
And that was under the premise that, after countless millennia, his combat power was less than one-tenth of what it had been.
Could this Black Robe Person have reached the Peak Supreme realm during his peak period?
Lin Langtian was swiftly drawn into the Great Hall. As he drew closer, he could see the pitch-black color in the Black Robe Figure's sunken eye sockets.
That color brimmed with destruction and savagery, utterly inhuman.
"It really is an Outer Realm Race!" Lin Langtian's heart tightened.
Lin Langtian's gaze flickered rapidly. Then, he gritted his teeth fiercely as golden light surged behind him. The Kun God Spirit was activated, transforming directly into a pair of enormous Kun wings that spread open.
The Kun God Wings flapped violently, stirring up a fierce gale, and Lin Langtian's dragged body finally stabilized.
The Kun wings flapped again, and he appeared directly atop a stone pillar.