บท 95: Gain and Loss

All the human cultivators stared up at the man who was standing in mid-air, shocked into silence.

"Is this really the An Lin that I know?"

"The Poison Lord is truly frighteningly powerful!"

"It's over, I still have his blood on my sword… Is he going to exact revenge on me for that?"

…

All the cultivators on the ground were discussing amongst themselves.

But it was without a doubt that all of them looked up to the figure in the sky as if they were witnessing a god in action.

In comparison, The Dark Night Monarch, who had previously appeared nightmarishly powerful, was nearing the end of her life.

Her features gradually aged, to the extent that her dark hair was now white as snow and her presence had also diminished to the point of blinking in and out of existence.