CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!
The crisp sound of applause drifted over.
Before Hong Yu stood a young man clapping his hands. A sinister, cold aura emanated from him, and streams of black energy slowly swirled around his body.
His eyes were devoid of any human emotion.
If one had to describe his gaze, it was like that of a dispassionate executioner, one who viewed all life with the cold intent to snuff it out.
Ding Zhentian, a genius powerhouse from the Celestial Star Kingdom.
He had mastered the *Five Yin Demon Skill*, and his cultivation had already reached the Mid-stage Primordial Core Realm.
However, this person rarely ventured out into the world, so his reputation wasn't widespread.
In fact, few had ever seen him fight, because anyone who had was already a pile of withered bones, buried beneath Ding Zhentian's Five Yin Demon Prison!
Hong Yu frowned, his gaze fixed on Ding Zhentian.
