"Whoosh—"
Deep beneath the earth, Ning Wangshu's Wizard Clan Avatar suddenly opened his eyes. He looked toward the Underground Cave, his gaze revealing clear shock and deep wariness.
Though the violent disturbance from the Underground Cave had startled him awake earlier, he had continued refining the Essence Blood of an Ancient Wizard Clan powerhouse within his body. He had merely spared a sliver of his attention and projected a little of his power there, manifesting a phantom.
Now, he had fully awakened. He had no choice but to temporarily stop refining the Essence Blood of the Ancient Wizard Clan powerhouse within him.
"What kind of existence is that? Those scarlet eyes, and the terrifying, soul-piercing force contained in their gaze... That is definitely a True Immortal-level existence!"
Ning Wangshu's face showed his shock.
The gaze from those blood-red eyes had not only caused his phantom to lose control of itself in an instant, but had also directly annihilated the power he had projected there.
That was why Ning Wangshu's Wizard Clan Avatar had been fully roused.
"Judging by this, the Five-Colored Lotus's appearance was probably arranged deliberately by the owner of those blood-red eyes. The lotus may well have been nothing but an illusion or phantom."
"And when those Ten Thousand Demons Sect people were drained of their flesh and souls by the Five-Colored Lotus, the true thing being nourished may not have been the lotus itself, but the owner of those blood-red eyes deep in the Underground Cave!"
"To use such sinister means to drain cultivators of their flesh and souls—that must be an evil demon. I just don't know what kind of existence it is, or whether... whether it has anything to do with those Extraterrestrial Demons!"
Ning Wangshu looked grave, his brows drawn together.
He wanted to