The gaze of the True Yuan Ancestor swept ahead, unable to capture any other figures, yet that increasingly intense eerie sensation was undeniable.
It was as if a terrifying force from the unknown was closing in on him, intending harm.
Eventually, he could only turn and look at Gu An, requesting help with his eyes.
Gu An did not rise, but his gaze had already fixed on the pitch-black silhouette, a playful smile appeared on his face.
"You ask who I am, don't you find it strange? It was you who sought me out, shouldn't you introduce yourself first?"
Gu An opened his mouth to retort, causing the True Yuan Ancestor to stiffen completely.
Who is master speaking with?
The True Yuan Ancestor turned around again, but unfortunately, he could not see any figure at all.
He hadn't heard the pitch-black silhouette's inquiry earlier, leaving him even more uneasy about why his master had spoken out and to whom.
