The Golden Age Aura
"This herb is mine, get lost," the gloomy old man sneered and said coldly.
Qingfeng Li frowned his eyebrows in dissatisfaction, thinking, "How arrogant is this geezer, claiming the herb when I was the first one to see it?"
He narrowed his eyes and saw an old gloomy man in black. His pale face radiated a sense of death.
Qingfeng Li did not care much about his remark since he would neither leave nor give up the Golden Herb.
"I will say it one more time. As the third elder of the Sky Corpse Sect, Han Shi, I will kill you if you don't leave," the old man's eyes shined with a murderous intent as he said coldly.
"Get lost," Qingfeng Li cursed directly at him. He wouldn't even give the herb up if the sect master was here, not to mention the third elder of the Sky Corpse Sect.
Han Shi waved his right hand and, releasing the death aura from his body, conjured a giant corpse golem.