Upon hearing Zhu Lie Kong's mental message, Mo Yun, who had long since assumed Li Feiyu's appearance and been waiting, immediately rose and turned into a streak of light, racing toward the altar.
At the same time, his voice echoed through the courtyard. "Sis, I'm heading out for a bit. I might not be back for dinner."
Before long, Mo Yun arrived at the site of yesterday's altar and saw a figure hovering in midair, wreathed in roaring flames.
The man was powerfully built, with red hair and eyebrows, his muscles seemingly cast from steel. His face was stern, veins occasionally twitching across it as he muttered curses under his breath. His mood seemed rather unstable.
Clearly, this was Zhu Lie Kong, Vein Master of the Fire Lineage.
What surprised Mo Yun was that merely by standing motionless in midair, the man seemed to warp the surrounding space, radiating a terrifying heat that threatened to burn all things to ashes.
In an instant, Mo Yun sensed the unimaginably terrifying pressure emanating from the Fire Lineage's Vein Master.
That pressure was like a mountain blotting out the sky and sun. Even with the man standing perfectly still, it slowed Mo Yun's breathing.
Mo Yun had never felt this way when facing Xiao Changfeng or Bai Zhi.
Perhaps breaking through to Primordial Unity, or gaining stronger perception, has allowed me to sense the deeper pressure they keep restrained?
But on second thought, Mo Yun felt it was most likely because Zhu Lie Kong had barely restrained his aura or pressure at all.
After all, he had heard rumors that the man before him had been corrupted by a Demon King-level Dream Nightmare, leaving his mental state and emotions somewhat unstable.
Regardless, at this moment, Mo Yun truly understood the power of an