"Qilin, and you... hmph, has this power, this light really managed to persist until now?"
The Demon Monk's tone was cold and angry, as if he had a long-standing enmity with this Guardian Spirit [Qilin] and with Lann himself.
But Lann was sure that he had never seen this guy before.
Yet, as if the appearance of the Guardian Spirit [Qilin] had startled him, the Demon Monk let out a cold snort, and his Tin Staff swept through the void behind him.
The previously closed spatial rift opened again, and his figure retreated into it as if fleeing in haste.
This action seemed inconsistent with his earlier grand entrance, where he had lorded over everyone with overwhelming confidence.
However, thinking about it carefully, the reason why this Demon Monk had been able to subdue everyone upon his arrival was mainly because of the perpetual darkness of this environment.
Connected to the Underworld, it naturally exerted a suppressive force on living beings.
