Lang Luxin had the typical dark skin of a person living in Hell, with a tall and well-defined body, but not as muscular for a person with a strong cultivation base.
His physical look appeared to be somewhere in between 20 and 30, but Alex assumed his age was much larger than that.
Considering that he was alone in this desert and had survived for so long, he was bound to be so strong. And yet, it surprised Alex how easily he had given up. He wondered why that was.
Lang Luxin looked at him with a strange look too.
Alex saw that and couldn't help but ask about it.
"I'm just surprised, senior," the man said. "How do you not know about the Endless Night sect?"
"As I said, I come from outside of this place. I know nothing about the sects or the people living inside of this place," Alex said.
The man frowned. "Then how did you manage to become an Immortal?" he asked.
Alex narrowed his eyes. "How can you tell that I'm an Immortal?" he asked.
