An agitated Xia Ming was shrouded in pitch-black demonic energy, his eyes starting to turn red. A wicked wind surged, causing Xia Ming's hair to flutter wildly.

Witnessing this scene, Mu Feng's hand, which tightly gripped his sword, showed protruding veins. His master was the Sect Master of the Cangyue Sect, a prestigious and righteous sect. How could he be surrounded by demonic energy?

The person before him was nothing but a demon, a devil that had hidden ...