C325 Scaring Back the Red Blood Demon

In the mountain behind the Xuanyin Sect, Zhang Xiaoyu stood motionlessly at the edge of the cliff with his eyes closed. His metallic body had completely relaxed and he blended in with the world in his most natural form.

If you didn't look with your eyes, it would be very difficult to see a person standing here. You would think of him as air, as the most basic part of space, or as nothingness