642 642. Needles

The words conveyed through the consciousness of the existence inside the castle carried intense tinges of pride.

However, Noah had survived in his long journeys as a lone cultivator because he didn't leave anything to chance.

He was only able to make out the power of the entity inside the castle, but he didn't know anything about his real intentions or situation.

To put it simply, he didn't trust him.

The consciousnesses of the two heroic cultivators didn't send other messages.

Noah remained silent as he observed the reactions of the man inside the castle, and the latter waited for some sort of answer that never arrived.

In the end, the rank 5 cultivator put an end to that silence.

"Who are you, silent one?"

"The Demon Prince of the Chasing demon sect."

"Huh!?"

Flying Demon couldn't help but gave a real voice to his surprise when he heard Noah's answer.

His gasp resounded in the area and startled the commoners and rank 1 cultivators living around the castle.