If Dahei Jialuo has truly fallen, then surely he would have taken those twenty or more Venerables and grinded the mysterious person who caused his death into ashes.
And now, when he saw this mysterious person standing right in front of him, and deliberately transforming into the form and appearance of his son to mock him, his heart was about to explode! He could hardly suppress the urge to tear this bastard in front of him into pieces!
But remembering that Dahei Jialuo was still in the other's hands, he could only forcefully suppress the anger in his heart, with the Spirit Flame in his eyes fixed on Fang Ze, squeezing words out through gritted teeth, "Where is Jialuo now? How is he?"
Fang Ze seemed completely unaware of the bone-chilling cold emanating from Venerable Yuan Gu. He mimicked Dahei Jialuo's mannerisms, giving him a slight bow, and then spoke in Dahei Jialuo's voice, "Venerable, what are you talking about? Haven't I always been right here?"
