254 Abyss Fire 1

Gazing at the Night Army leader before him, a sense of threat, even stronger, incessantly prickled at Fang Mo's intuition.

His forehead felt increasingly swollen with pain.

Information related to Wu Zheng also flashed through his mind.

"The leader of the Night Army in Donghua City, a cultivator aged 120 years old, with cultivation reaching the 7th Realm; participated in over a thousand battles against the Heavenly Demons throughout his life."

"Retired from the front lines 10 years ago to take charge of the Night Army here in Donghua City."

"Logically speaking, Old Wu should not be a suspect."

"But he prevented me from investigating Xiao Pei, and there's the timing of his looking for me, as well as this increasingly strong sense of threat in my intuition."

Thinking this, Fang Mo turned his right hand behind his back, where threads and wisps of sword light twined deep in his palm, ready to erupt.