These anomalies, as soon as they appeared, immediately caught Ao Qing's attention from not far away.
Upon noticing everything happening before him, Ao Qing's eyes emitted countless strange glimmers.
He looked at the area beside the wooden bridge and the rising mist below, causing his lush eyebrows to furrow deeply.
Meanwhile, the Sect Master of the Demon Spirit Sect, who had just leaped into the middle of the wooden bridge, changed his expression as he felt an extremely cold aura suddenly materialize below him.
This cold aura, appearing just now, made everything on this wooden bridge tremble.
During the tremor, the Sect Master of the Demon Spirit Sect realized that the flow of his cultivation power had slowed considerably.
As this scene unfolded before him, his eyes narrowed and countless killing intent began to swirl below.
As this situation unfolded, he extended his right hand into a palm shape and struck downward.
