Every counterattack serves to forge the supreme reputation of Venerable Blood Mist, making him the most formidable presence among the surrounding ten cities.
Clearly, this Yin Tiger understands the matter completely, knowing the ins and outs.
So, upon realizing this person is indeed Venerable Blood Mist, a trace of fear unavoidably surfaced in his eyes.
Such an old monster, even among cultivators of the Purple Mansion Stage, exists on a wholly different level.
"Blood Mist, what exactly do you mean?!"
Wei Xu's face turned thoroughly dark as he looked at Venerable Blood Mist, speaking in a low voice, enunciating each word.
Though his voice was grave, his eyes still betrayed unavoidable worry.
Venerable Blood Mist's actions have brought him much confusion.
The sudden change also likely dashed his hopes of acquiring the Dragon Centipede Inner Core.
"Wei Xu, Master Wei, we've known each other for a century. Do you still not understand my character?"
