"Leader Xu, the Human Clan needs me," the young man said with a smile.
"At your peak, you were at most a mid-level Second Realm fighter."
"Now, the Human Clan has numerous Second Realm fighters, and we no longer lack strength like yours," Xu Feng continued looking through the young man's past records.
Apart from being ruthless, Xu Feng didn't overly object to his ways.
"A complete existence consists of Yin and Yang."
"Sacred Master and Wangan belong to Yang; I should take on the role of Yin, dealing with matters that the Human Clan cannot handle openly."
The youth's form darkened, eventually condensing into a black hole-like abyss in front of Xu Feng.
Two Taixu Qilins appeared instantly to the left and right of Xu Feng, eyeing the black hole that the young man transformed into with a vigilant gaze.
"Any spatial fluctuations?" Xu Feng suddenly asked, thinking of the shadows that had kidnapped his brother.
