The elder from the Jiang Family guarding the girl in white was instantly shattered into blood mist, drifting towards Jiang Ziyu.
Then absorbed by his pair of crimson eyes.
The already crimson eyes looked even more terrifying at this moment.
Jiang Ziyu gripped the white-haired elder's skull tightly with his five fingers, standing in the void, overlooking the girl in white on the cliff edge.
Jiang Ziyu was somewhat curious.
This little girl's eyes were closed, and he couldn't sense any cultivation from her.
Yet she could perceive his presence.
Very strange.
"Seems to be a decent vessel."
Jiang Ziyu muttered softly.
The smile on the face of the girl in white was gradually fading, she knitted her brows slightly and softly said: "You are a bad person."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziyu couldn't help but reveal a smirk and said playfully: "Little girl, tell me, can you really distinguish between good and evil, just concluding that I am a bad person?"
