Killing A Dao Lord
Translator: Legge
"Hmm?"
The old man was shocked!
The voice did not come from the seven Void Reversions around him but from beside his feet!
This little Nascent Soul was not stunned by his spirit consciousness!
How was that possible?
The old man frowned.
Suddenly, he sensed the aura of death!
This aura had been getting closer and closer with the passage of time over the years.
However, he had never felt it so strongly before!
It was as though he would die in the next moment!
How could a Nascent Soul threaten him?
There was no time to think. The old man from Hellfire Hall wanted to get up immediately and retreat, leaving the dangerous place beneath his feet.
All of a sudden!
Two fair and strong palms appeared on the old man's withered wrist and gripped him tightly like iron pincers!
Instinctively, he struggled but to no avail!
The old man's expression changed as he swept his gaze across.