Within the dim, subterranean karst cave,
several figures cloaked entirely in black robes watched warily as Shen Tingchu slowly approached.
The leader of the black-robed figures spoke in a low, hoarse voice.
"Cooperation?"
Shen Tingchu clicked his tongue, his gaze sweeping over the black-robed figures, sizing them up.
"This heavy stench..."
"If I'm not mistaken, you must be Demon Cultivators from the Nanyue Kingdom, right?"
Shen Tingchu's words sounded like a guess,
but his tone was filled with certainty.
Unlike ordinary Cultivators who practiced Spiritual Attire and Qi Cultivation and were suffused with Pure Spirit Qi,
Demon Cultivators, because their cultivation techniques often involved heinous and immoral methods,
were shrouded in a rising miasma of turbid energy, with resentful souls clinging to them.
Thus, after reaching the Soul Emergence Realm, one could perceive this almost at a single glance.
"As members of the Demon Sect, I wouldn't dare cooperate with you."
