Deep in the Panlong Mountains, there are two figures walking slowly, one is far and the other is near, keeping a constant distance.

At this moment, Ye Dun's eyes are completely covered by black light, full of terrible indifference. Every step he takes, any vitality will be swallowed up by him, leaving only yellow ashes, and the beasts within miles seem to have a presentiment that they are far away and dare not stay for a long time.

Behind Ye Dun, Biyao followed him without haste, and his face looked pale.

She could clearly feel that the breath on Ye Dun became more and more violent, just as it was...