After calmly leaving the backyard, Yin Yang Divine Mountain arrived at the main courtyard, where he encountered Wu Tian.
Wu Tian was enveloped in a terrifying Blood Mist, from which threads of Blood Qi emanated, merging with the air and spreading in all directions. The flowers and plants in the courtyard began to wither, turning to dust at the slightest breeze. This was no human technique. The dreadful scene made Yin Yang Divine Mountain's nonchalant expression turn solemn.
He's certainly not simple! he mused, speculating aloud, "You've cultivated more than just the Dragon Country's Martial Skills. You must also practice the so-called Sorcery and Gu. During your Dragon Country's Spring and Autumn Warring States period, the people of the Land of Baiyue practiced all sorts of witchcraft. They had a bizarre, almost immortal-like aura. So, you've learned witchcraft?"
