Within the gray, mist-shrouded ruins of the Five Elements Sect.
After bidding everyone farewell, Mo Yun and Liu Xiyan both used their movement techniques and raced ahead, taking the magnificent building that soared into the clouds as their landmark.
Before long, a towering city wall appeared before them. From afar, it looked lofty and imposing; up close, it looked ancient and weathered, its surface riddled with cracks, as though it might collapse at any moment.
With his keen perception, Mo Yun soon noticed that most of the cracks in the wall had been caused by fierce battles.
He could even sense traces of lingering auras on the wall, most of them so terrifying that his body instinctively stiffened and his hair stood on end.
Just a few lingering traces are enough to make my hair stand on end. Their owners must have been at least at the primordial unity level...
Yet no sooner had this thought arisen than Mo Yun rejected it. No, with my current strength, an ordinary primordial unity cultivator couldn't put this much pressure on me.
A figure quickly took shape in Mo Yun's mind: aged and decaying, yet still surging with demonic power, the black mist around him seemingly capable of blotting out the heavens.
Yes, the Demon King!
At that thought, Mo Yun felt his teeth ache. He could not help remarking, "The Inner City really is dangerous. Even the battle scars on its walls seem to have been left by experts on the level of Demon Kings and Ancestral Masters..."
At that moment, Mo Yun became certain that there were most likely martial saint level aberrations in the Inner City Core Area.
With that in mind, Mo Yun looked up once more at the magnificent building towering into the clouds. "I'm not going there