Time continued to pass. Around six hours later at Thousand Eye Temple, Old Fox instructed everyone to leave and not to disturb him. He quietly meditated in a reception room, as if waiting for someone.

Suddenly, Old Fox furrowed his eyebrows together. He opened his eyes and said, “Brother Shadowless Demon, since you’ve already arrived, why not make yourself known?”

“Hehe!” A low and deep laughter echoed out. Ripples appeared in the air as Shadowless Demon’s figure slowly became visible.

“Old Fox, it’s been some years since we last saw each other and your cultivation has gone further. You can actually sense my presence.”

He was of average height with a thin body.

This was likely the most appropriate description of Shadowless Demon. Besides that, there was no more useful information on him.

Spacious black robes with demon runes etched on their surface dragged across the ground, enveloping him. Even though he was standing right there, he seemed like a shadow.

To be known as Shadowless and be ranked on so many kill lists and yet still be able to live happily, there was naturally a reason for this.

Old Fox has a calm expression. He lightly said, “I don’t want to boast in front of Brother Shadowless...