บท 700: Doubt

This was a purple, wooden sword that gave off a cold and fierce aura. The sword also gave off a purple glow and left behind a trail of purple.

The purple light stopped outside the thunder lake. On the sword stood a man about 30 years old. His face was white without any facial hair and he was slightly handsome. However, his phoenix eyes revealed a strange, feminine feel.

He was wearing a golden-purple robe that seemed to flow with an invisible wind. His gaze went past Shengong Hu and landed on Wang Lin.

What the man saw caused his pupils to shrink an indiscernible amount and all of the pores on his body immediately opened.

At the moment this person appeared, Shengong Hu's expression became gloomy. The Thunder Beast beside him stood and growled, its eyes filled with a hostile gaze.