However, before they could react from the shock, Wang Yinhu said again.

"It's not just these two, the big demon who has killed countless practitioners, stirred up the martial arts world with blood, and finally forced three true spirit realm powerhouses to take action at the same time to barely kill them! The Night Demon Ancestor!"

"He is also an original practitioner."

Wang Yinhu smiled softly: "Also, I am like ten thousand people in Xuanda Continent who worship the supreme ruler, Huang Wuji! Wuji God Emperor!"

"He... can't he be an original practitioner, right?"

Everyone swallowed.

"Yes."

Wang Yinhu nodded with a smile.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's hearts were utterly filled with storm.

"Xuan'er, remember that if you encounter someone with this kind of energy in the future, you must not be enemies with it."

"Either you kill him, or you become friends with him."

"Once a strong man with his origin grows up, he will inevitably become a strong man who will shock the side.

At that time, not to mention our Black Tiger Gang, I'm afraid no one in the entire Dagan Dynasty will be his opponent."

Wang Yinhu raised his hand, touched his son's head, and said earnestly.

"I get it, dad."

Wang Xuan nodded and carefully wrote down his father's words.

Leng Rushuang, who was standing beside her, was completely speechless.

She widened her eyes and looked at the man sitting on the bed, covered in golden light.
Chapter completed!