Chapter 186

Looking at the newcomer, Yan Zhaoge raised his brows slightly.

He was about thirty, forty years of age, with a full head of strange, seldom seen red hair, and two things that resembled boxing gloves covering his hands.

His pupils were yellowed; streaks of blood red light could be seen shooting out from within. He was also a fallen practitioner.

What caused Yan Zhaoge to take some notice was the fact that a few threads of blood vaguely extended from his back, leading deep into the clumps of black fog that was the devilish domain.

Feeling Yan Zhaoge's aura, the red-haired martial practitioner had approached to investigate it.

After clearly seeing Yan Zhaoge's appearance, a look of joy was instantly revealed on the red-haired martial practitioner's face as the bloodthirsty glow with his eyes could not be concealed.