"Grand Elder, kill him for me!"
A middle-aged man with black hair and black robes flew out of the towering hall, black mist coiling around his body.
Through his perception, Mo Yun sensed densely packed threads of vicious aura radiating from the black-robed man's body, as though they would slice the surrounding space into tiny fragments.
Feeling that somewhat familiar vicious aura, Mo Yun sank into thought.
This aura resembles that of demons, but it isn't quite the same. It isn't beastly aura or Demonic Qi...
Did he learn a demon's secret art, or did he obtain benefits from demons through some special means and advance his cultivation, giving him this aura?
Yes, he had sensed this aura on Chu Qian before.
But Chu Qian had kept that similar vicious aura tightly restrained, while the black-robed man before him released his without holding anything back.
As Mo Yun pondered, the so-called Grand Elder had already charged at him.
"Since you're here, you might as well stay."
He was an old man with white hair and white robes, a gaunt face, and a bone staff in his hand. Judging solely by his appearance and bearing, he even had something of an immortal sage about him.
"Quite the contrast..."
Hum!
The white-robed elder slowly raised his bone staff, then lightly tapped it against the ground. In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains trembled. The entire hall, and even all of Canglang Mountain, seemed to shudder.
With a thunderous rumble, a skeleton giant thirty or forty feet tall emerged from the soil, wielding a massive bone saber. Green light glimmered in its hollow eye sockets, and its skeletal jaws opened and closed as it cackled and lunged at Mo Yun.
Mo Yun did not even look at it. He immediately unleashed