"Very good."
Qin Xuan placed it over his face. Faint KAKA sounds issued from his skeleton as his frame hunched over and his features twisted and morphed.
In just a few breaths, he had taken on the appearance of the old crone, Sangjila.
He even perfectly mimicked the gloomy aura of a Foundation Establishment Stage Gu Cultivator.
Gazing at Black Stone Village, which had now completely changed hands, Qin Xuan remarked with a smile, "Not bad, not bad. Overnight, this Black Stone Village has started to take on the air of my Huaizhong Altar."
「Three days later.」Qin Xuan took Wang Jian, Sun Yuan, and three other Demon Cultivators at the Qi Cultivation Peak—disguised as skilled fighters from the village—and left Black Stone Village for Thousand Spider Ridge.
Thousand Spider Ridge was a place of treacherous terrain. The entire mountain range was shrouded in vast, sticky, grayish-white webbing.
