Lěng Yè's gaze turned sharp, and the surrounding space seemed to freeze instantly. His hand brushed casually against his waist, where the Dharma Artifact was still faintly radiating warmth. The Golden Core cultivator's body stiffened in place, cold sweat streaming down his forehead. Even the strength to speak seemed to have been drained from him, and he could only manage a few dry, strained groans from his throat.
"Who... who on earth are you?" the Golden Core cultivator trembled, unable to hide the terror in his heart even in this immortal-steeped realm. His Spiritual Power was sealed off by some invisible force, as if locked inside an eternal black hole from which he could never escape.
"You don't deserve to know." Lěng Yè's voice was as cold as a blade, his gaze as sharp as a falcon's. He slowly raised his hand and completely wiped away the Golden Core cultivator's consciousness, as if erasing a blurred mirror.
Chapter 1366