Saint Shanhe seemed unaware of the danger posed by the black Gale Wind, which even Lin Yi had needed Tong Pass in hand to cross. Relying on his protective blood-red True Qi, he forced his way straight through.
Landing on the pitch-black Mountain Peak Plain, Shanhe slowly raised his crimson eyes toward the candlelit tent flickering in the mist.
He lifted his head slightly, constantly sniffing for something.
At that moment, Saint Shanhe resembled a bloodthirsty hyena, crouched on the ground, having completely lost his human appearance.
Inside the tent, Lin Yi's mind stirred, as though he had sensed something.
"He's here again. Stay in the tent. Don't come out."
Gu Tianxue had no idea what had happened. She could only clutch the Golden Light Cloak Lin Yi had left her and take out a Martial Saint Token she had brought from her family.
Lin Yi stepped out of the tent and finally saw Saint Shanhe's strange, barely human appearance.
Saint Shanhe seemed to have consumed a great deal of monster blood inside the secret realm. Bloodstains covered his entire body, and his hair was disheveled.
His eyes were crimson, and the gums from which all his teeth had originally fallen were now packed with rows of sharp beast teeth. He looked extremely bizarre.
Saint Shanhe stopped a hundred zhang from the tent, studying Lin Yi with blood-red eyes, as though considering whether to attack.
Lin Yi frowned slightly. He had not expected the visitor to be Saint Shanhe, whose Qi-Blood had declined and whose lifespan was nearing its end.
In fact, that morning when Saint Shanhe had traded ten thousand Source Stones for his Black Mountain Jade, Lin Yi had already noticed something amiss.
Those Source Stones carried a faint bloody smell, clearly indicating that they had been obtained