Lin Yun and Lil’ Purple were simultaneously curious and surprised. Regardless of whether it was Lin Yun’s sword intent or Lil’ Purple’s innate senses, they would be able to detect it if someone got close to them within a hundred miles.

If they couldn’t detect anyone, that would only mean on of two things. One was either this person had an aura concealing secret technique like the Black Tortoise Breathing, or this person was stronger than Lin Yun. If it was the latter, this person should be a saint, at the very least.

“Senior, spare my life!” Chang Yu continued to kowtow with his forehead covered in blood, showing no signs of stopping his kowtow.

Lin Yun and Lil’ Purple got close to each other while they felt an immense pressure. Just when the two felt uneasy, a person walked out from the woods. It was a grey-robed elder.

When Lin Yun looked at this old man, he immediately felt immense pressure. This person didn’t have any aura, as though he didn’t have any cultivation… more accurately, his signs of life were practically nonexistent.

This person was standing there, and yet he would feel that this person was nonexistent if he didn’t see this person himself. On the other hand, surprise flashed across Lil’ Purple’s pupils, as though she had discovered something.

“Senior, spare my life…” Chang Yu became even more afraid, but the old man couldn’t be bothered...