Wei Ying didn't breathe a sigh of relief. On the contrary, he became even more vigilant, discreetly preparing to play his trump card—one he had originally intended to use against a Golden Core Cultivator from the Northern Domain.
Yang Jing brought his hands together, retracting the Five Elements True Thunder.
"Your power is impressive. We can make a deal."
His Grotto Dark Dharma Eye, combined with his Bright Qi Talent, had just detected a faint wisp of a Celestial Demon's aura on Wei Ying. He might not have recognized an ordinary Celestial Demon, but there was no mistaking this particular aura.
This was clearly the aura of a Profound Yin Blood Demon.
