The eerie figure enveloped entirely in black Evil Qi slowly withdrew the faint smile from his eyes.
A deeper gloom and majesty settled over his entire body. At this moment, the aura radiating from him made Su Bei feel not like a Fiend Cultivator, but rather an ancient, dormant dragon.
Gone was the ferocity and dominance of his prime, replaced by the profound sophistication and heavy majesty forged by the passage of time.
Chapter 237