Lin Yun glanced at Ding Lei. But just when he was about to speak, a voice resounded, “It shouldn’t be a spatial crack because the aura coming from it was extremely evil. It makes me feel like a demonic beast is hidden in the void.”

Huang Kun, who was one of the five body-refining cultivators, spoke. He appeared to be a middle-aged man in his fifties, but his vitality was terrifying, and the grey floral runes on his skin were striking.

The old man, Chen Xiuhai, continued, ...