Dusk.
The last few rays of the sun were like blood, and crows screeched as they flew back to their nests.
Inside a dark cave.
"Does your clan have Yin-Yang void realm battle strength or any other special methods that could threaten such experts?" Bai Ming spoke in a low voice, calmly staring at the man within the 2nd-grade illusion formation.
"There..is no...one like that, we..only have three.....spirit realm masters protecting.....the village currently...But..it is said...that our clan's great elders....have a technique which can increase...a person's strength...immensely..for a period of time...but I have never..seen it personally..It is believed to be...a rumor." The middle-aged man spoke, his eyes looked extremely misty without any sense of clarity in them. He was like a mindless zombie.
Bai Ming continued his session of questioning for another half an hour.