It was as if he wasn't the one surrounded, threatened to the core by countless killing intents.
After a careful observation, the grey-robed figure came back to his senses, stopped his movements, and looked at the fierce bald-headed man opposite him, saying.
"Such a strong aura of resentment and killing, it seems I didn't find the wrong place..."
"This is where the Vast Sea Demon Path Main Altar is located..."
His self-talk instead left the bald man somewhat dumbfounded.
In the past, there were many who wished to come to the Vast Sea Demon Dao for a share of the spoils, including some Core Formation Stage big shots, but generally, they would end up suffering, gaining nothing.
He had never seen such a peculiar person before, seemingly unprepared, brazenly barging into this perilous lair.
As if not understanding the circumstances, appearing so calm before their group of ferocious Demon Dao cultivators, even inquiring.
Wasn't this a bit too disrespectful to them?
