C297 Martial Saint Duan Loong

In the vast expanse of the valley, these words echoed suddenly, sending a shiver through Qi Xiao's frame.

He halted in his tracks and turned around slowly.

A middle-aged man, cloaked in a voluminous black cape, stood not too far behind him—merely five meters away. Yet, Qi Xiao, deprived of his divine sense, had failed to detect his presence