"Who killed that man just now?" A quiet voice rang out, yet to the Body Integration and Void Refinement members of the Jade Soul Race, it was no less than a thunderclap exploding out of a clear sky.
Their entire seas of consciousness began to buzz.
Even the Body Integration cultivator's expression changed drastically.
He could not fathom the strength of the cultivator who had just appeared in the void, much less tell which faction this mighty figure belonged to.
But without a doubt, he had come with ill intent.
"Not answering, are you?" Seeing the Jade Soul Race cultivators remain silent, the figure reached out again. This time, the Void Refinement late-stage Jade Soul cultivator on the far right was seized before he could even act.
He burst apart with a thunderous bang, and even his Soul Jade dispersed.
At that moment, not only Tan Fengxing and Guo Qianren fell silent—even the Ancient Demon fell quiet.
Others might not recognize him, but he did. This was a True Spirit of the Dragon Clan!
He nearly let loose a stream of curses. Just who had been so vile as to open this Rashomon Gate? If it was not Body Integration and Mahayana cultivators of the Jade Soul Race, it was a Dragon Clan True Spirit!
Fortunately, he knew that the Maha Demon Immortal of their Ancient Demon Race would arrive soon.
The cultivator scrutinized the scattering soul light.
Then he turned toward the Body Integration cultivator and slowly spoke:
"Hand over your storage bag and Grotto-Heaven!"
Of course, he was neither asking nor requesting. He merely announced it, and a claw appeared before the Body Integration cultivator.
"I am a descendant of the Purple Sandalwood Earth Immortal! You cannot kill me!" The Body Integration Jade Soul cultivator paled in terror.