He could sense this aura, but it seemed... somewhat familiar?
Xiang Wuji suddenly smiled.
In an instant, his attire transformed into a long robe with black base and red patterns, and his face became somewhat defiant and sinister.
"It truly is fate..."
Xiang Wuji looked up, and although the figure was still at the horizon, he could clearly see this figure dressed revealingly, with a charming appearance.
Isn't this an old acquaintance?
The person Jiang Zhao mentioned, what's the name again? Aunt Yuh, right.
"Where does Your Excellency intend to take this child?"
At this moment, Aunt Yuh was completely different from the arrogant image Xiang Wuji had seen in the Everlasting Sect in a past life. Instead, she was vigilant and apprehensive, watching Xiang Wuji.
Xiang Wuji wasted no words; a blood-red thunder light appeared on his body.
"Come, either kill me, or be killed by me."
The next second, a demon god's phantom flickered behind Xiang Wuji.
