In the darkness, Gu Yuan hid behind a tree and looked at the scene in front of him. His face turned pale and he covered his mouth tightly to prevent himself from making any sound.
Xue Guan also frowned, but then regained his composure, not as unbearable as Gu Yuan.
Wherever Gu Yuan looked, he saw a middle-aged man lying on the ground with a mutilated corpse lying in front of him. The middle-aged man was like a wild beast, chewing something in his mouth.
"Wait for me here!"
After the blood coffin said something to Gu Yuan, it rushed out directly.
Gu Yuan's expression changed slightly, but it was too late to stop him.
The middle-aged man suddenly stopped what he was doing, looked into the distance suspiciously, frowned, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and wiped away all the traces on the ground with satisfaction.
"As long as I go back and refine it a little, I can break through to the Spirit King level, right? Hehe, I won't have to eat these disgusting things anymore."
Thinking of the scene after he broke through to become the Spirit King, Yin Suo smiled proudly.
Suddenly, the smile on his face froze, because a dark shadow appeared not far in front of him.
Yin Suo instantly became alert, then looked at the black shadow and asked, "Who are you?"
He was shocked in his heart. The black shadow appeared so strangely, but he didn't notice it at all.
"You are the leader of Lingshan Sect, right?" Xueguan asked directly.
"Who are you?"
Yin Suo stared at the blood coffin intently. He knew that the person who could appear in front of him silently must be as powerful as him, so he was extremely alert.
"Don't worry about who I am. Just tell me if you are the leader of Lingshan Sect."
"Why should I tell you whether I am the leader of Lingshan Sect?" Yin Suo asked back.
"Oh, it seems so. After all, at this level of cultivation, he should be the strongest leader of Lingshan Sect, right?"
Ignoring Yin Suo, Xue Guan spoke to himself.
"Who are you? Why did you break into my Lingshan Sect at night?" Yin Suo stared at the blood coffin, fearing that the blood coffin would suddenly attack, and at the same time secretly sent a message to the Elder Hall.
"Don't bother trying, it won't get out."
Just as Yin Suo was secretly sending a message to the Elders' Hall, the Blood Coffin suddenly spoke.
Yin Suo's face darkened as he saw that he was surrounded by an inverted blood-colored spiritual shield.
When the message wave encountered the edge of the spiritual shield, it directly caused ripples on the edge of the wall and then disappeared.
"A barrier that can block the power of the soul, your Excellency has a good method."
Yin Suo was shocked. Who was this guy who suddenly appeared?
"Don't be nervous, I'm here to show you something." said the blood coffin.
"Oh? You are not an enemy?" Yin Suo asked after a moment of hesitation.
"If it was an enemy, why do you think I didn't take action just now?"
"What does your Excellency wish to show me?"
The corner of Xue Guan's mouth curled up slightly under the black robe. He stretched out a white palm, then placed the other hand on it. When he took it away again, a trace of black air appeared on the palm.
"This is……"
Yin Suo's eyes changed, then he was stunned, and then stared at the black energy.
Such a familiar aura, such a familiar power! This is... the aura of the Domain Demon!
"Your Mightiness……"
Yin Suo's aura suddenly fluctuated, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.
"Are you familiar with this thing?" Blood Coffin asked calmly.
"Sir...who are you?"
The ecstasy on Yin Suo's face did not diminish, and he asked directly.
Gu Yuan was watching the two people talking from a distance. He couldn't hear their conversation because he was far away, and the blood coffin had its back to him, so he didn't know what the blood coffin had done. But when he saw the ecstasy on Yin Suo's face, he couldn't help but wonder. It seemed that the blood coffin must have shown Yin Suo something, but what on earth could have made Yin Suo so excited?
"I am from the Dark Demon Clan, the Dark Emperor."
A few strange and obscure words came out of the blood coffin's mouth. It was these words that made Yin Suo's face even more excited.
The Dark Emperor! A powerful emperor!
But after a burst of excitement, he hesitated for a moment, and asked in equally obscure language, "Your Majesty, I am Akaso, the eighth Ghost King under the Ghost Emperor of the Ghost Clan. How can you prove your identity?"
Although the person in front of him spoke the language unique to the Demon Realm and even revealed the extremely familiar aura of the Demon Realm, Yin Suo still did not dare to be careless.
The Blood Coffin snorted coldly, then reverted to human speech. "Isn't that enough? I've been asleep for ten thousand years. As soon as I woke up, I sensed the presence of my kind here, so I hurried to find you. I didn't expect you to doubt me. I'm the Emperor of the Underworld, after all, and you, a mere Ghost King, dare to question me? Have you forgotten the rules of the Ancestral Demon Realm?"
The blood coffin intentionally or unintentionally released some of the domain demon's aura, which made Yin Suo's face turn slightly pale.
You must know that in the Demon Realm, strength is respected and the hierarchy is extremely strict.
Although there are many races in the Demon Realm, even if they are not from the same race, the weaker ones must show respect to the stronger ones.
Otherwise, even if a strong person from another clan killed a weak one, the clan might not stand up for him. This is the principle that the strong are respected.
Therefore, when Yin Suo heard Blood Coffin introduce himself, he was very afraid. However, out of caution, he still asked Blood Coffin to produce something to prove his identity.
After all, this is not ten thousand years ago.
"Never mind. You're just being cautious. This mentality is actually quite good."
The blood coffin said another word, which made Yin Suo feel relieved again.
"Then, Your Majesty, you..."
"Wait a minute, let me show you the magic pattern of my clan!" said the blood coffin.
Yin Suo became excited again. The magic pattern is the symbol of the identity of a domain demon.
But generally speaking, only domain demons above the imperial realm can cultivate magic patterns, which are the best proof of their identity.
However, this was not what excited him the most. In fact, when the Blood Coffin spoke the language of the Demon Realm and released its aura, he had almost believed in the Blood Coffin's identity.
He just had some doubts about what he said about the imperial realm, because he always felt that this person's aura was a little weak. Of course, it might also be because he had just woken up and had not recovered yet.
What made him even more excited was that when a strong person who possessed the magic pattern was willing to show it to someone weaker than himself, it meant that the strong person was sincere, otherwise they would never show the magic pattern.
A wave suddenly appeared on the blood coffin's body, and black gas emanated from his hands, becoming increasingly dense.
On the other side, Gu Yuan looked at the blood coffin anxiously. When he saw the black air emanating from the blood coffin's hand with the help of the moonlight, he suddenly panicked.
Could this guy also be a domain demon?
Many thoughts popped up in his mind instantly. He didn't let the golden vulture follow, but only let himself follow. Could it be that he wanted to save trouble so that he could kill himself?
He once said that he was a member of the Blood Spirit Sect. Could it be that he is not a traitor at all, but was sent specifically by the Blood Spirit Sect?
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