"An Xuan?"
He looked at his original 'target', almost incredulously asking, "Why is it you? How dare you come here?"
— And how did you become so strong?!
Meanwhile, deep in the underground base, in the reception room, an old man and a young man were present; the old one also lifted his head and looked in the direction where An Jing was located.
"Hmm?"
He squinted his eyes, "This sensation, such pure Gold Fiend... Could it be?"
There was no "could it be."
An Jing's gaze was fixed on the strongest person present, that sullen-faced young fellow.
His body was full of living metal, under the human skin was an entirely mechanical structure of the Heavenly Mechanism, a Yuhua Cultivator with a modification rate over ninety percent.
However, this body didn't seem quite suited for battle.
This was probably the leader of the Night Niche Gang.
Thinking so, An Jing raised his hand.
