They no longer had such confidence.
Previously, had Xiang Shan reached this stage, he would have been lost and unsure how to proceed.
But last night, Nicholas had found him and offered new guidance. Now, he was filled with confidence, his future path clear.
「...」
He left the grounds of the Ancestral Demon Sect and returned to his clan.
The courtyard was pitch-black, without a single light or fire.
The night wind cut like a knife, and the trees rustled. Even the wild grass in the corner of the courtyard was bent over, as if in submission.
Xiang Shan stopped and looked into the darkness, smiling. "It's been a long time, Sixth Brother!"
WHOOSH!
The wind grew fiercer.
A figure slowly emerged. He was tall and glacial, like a piece of unfeeling Cold Iron, emanating a frightening chill.
A thick layer of Demonic Light covered his body.
He walked forward on a current of Demonic Qi, like a sovereign lord from the Abyss, his presence terrifying.
