In the eyes of everyone, they saw a black figure soar into the sky, rushing out from the ancestral hall and swiftly flying towards them.
The speed of this figure was extremely fast, so fast that in the blink of an eye, it was already above everyone.
Salca?
Looking at the man who suddenly appeared in mid-air, clad in black, with an endless arrogance on his face, everyone couldn't help but gasp.
How could it be possible?
Although Salca's cultivation wasn't bad, having reached the Mahayana Realm, how could he possess such a strong and suffocating aura now?
Soon everyone noticed that Salca's face somehow had more bloodstains on it than before, making him look much fiercer.
"Salca really obtained the ancient Demon King inheritance, and his cultivation now is on par even with Blood Demon!"
Feeling the pressure from Salca's aura, the elder's voice carried a slight tremble, his fists tightly clenched, even unable to care for the sword wound on his chest, his excited body shaking.
