Ever since hundreds of years ago, when the Demon Clan launched a massive attack on the Human Race, the two races have been in a state of unending conflict.
How could the Yun Sect, a cultivation sect, have a demon disciple?
Moreover, all these years, no one in the sect, himself included, had noticed...
Dong Lin reflected that ever since he accepted her as his disciple, the times they met could be counted on one hand.
"Master, are you scared?"
Immortal Venerable Dong Lin candidly replied, "A little."
This news was a bit shocking.
Even for him, it was somewhat startling.
"Then do you..." Chuzheng suddenly leaned closer, grabbing his wide sleeve, "want to kill me?"
Dong Lin abruptly stepped back, his foot stepping on the edge, almost causing him to fall.
He stared at the girl in front of him, her face magnified significantly, her fair skin flawless.
Kill her?
He hadn't thought about it that way.
