C1096 Pursue like shadow

In the center of the Great Desolate Mountain Range, on a hillside that was only one hundred feet high, a cultivator wearing a black robe stood with his hands behind his back.

This black robe covered his entire body, including his head. Only his eyes could be seen. His eyes were cold and ruthless, and they radiated a cold killing intent, as if he were an emotionless, cold-blooded animal