The old man examines Cambion, he can feel the familiar yet unfamiliar breath of an evil cultivator from Cambion.
It was more potent and evil, he even think the Sect Master of the Plague Sect was nothing compared to the person in front of him.
"You don't have to know... I should be the one asking you... Who are you? And why are you attacking my kingdom? Are you from the Plague Sect?" The old man bombarded Cambion with a series of questions.
"Me... You also don't need to know that..." Cambion smirked, "But I can tell you one thing, I was ordered by the almighty creator." Cambion said with a fanatical expression, shortly after, his face back to indifference.
The old man narrowed his eyes at Cambion's response. He had encountered many evil cultivators in his time, but something about this one made him uneasy.