When the four arrived at the Black River, the sky had darkened again.
The earlier rain seemed not to have had its fill; it had been holding back its strength, only to return with renewed fury.
Raindrops the size of beans smashed into the river, sending rings of ripples spreading out before they were swiftly swallowed by more falling drops.
The moment the group drew near, a cold, clinging demonic aura lay coiled upstream.
"..."
The gentleness on Li Qingyuan's face had long vanished, replaced by unprecedented gravity.
"This... this is..."
Shi Chongyue had also lost his usual irreverence. He stared ahead in astonishment. "This demonic aura... how can it be so powerful? The demon here is certainly no ordinary creature!"
That was practically stating the obvious.
Forget martial artists with their sharp senses.
Even an ordinary person standing here would feel an inexplicable chill in their heart.
Jiang Yuechu sat calmly astride her horse, one hand holding the reins, the other resting casually on the hilt of the blade at her waist.
No one noticed that the hand gripping the reins was trembling faintly.
She drew a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the surging craving within her.
Even when she had faced the corpse of that Old White Ape, she had never felt so close to losing control!
It was not merely no ordinary creature...
At the very least, it was a Great Demon of the Core Formation Realm!
Perhaps even stronger than the Old White Ape...
Li Qingyuan squeezed his legs against his horse's flanks, urging the Crimson-Eyed Stallion beneath him—already trembling uncontrollably—forward.
"Come. Let's take a look upstream."
Shi Chongyue froze. "We're really going?"
Without looking back, Li Qingyuan merely said, "We cannot simply ignore such demonic aura. We'll investigate first. If it truly is a Great