The Demon with Holy Radiance

The voice was so sudden that Yang An was taken aback when he heard it.

’These figures...’

He looked over.

The dozen or so figures that appeared were just like the ones he had just slain. Their faces were completely invisible, and their entire bodies were pitch-black, as if shrouded in shadow.

At the same time, Yang An couldn’t sense any aura from them, making it impossible to judge their Cultivation Level and strength.

But the voice that reached his ears sounded rather strange.

It had an awkward quality, like an imitation of a human voice, and sounded somewhat stiff. Moreover, the direction the voice came from didn’t seem to match the direction the figures had arrived from.

’Golden Sword Sect?’

He had never heard of any Golden Sword Sect.

’Could there be Sects in the Xian Origin Land? Are these figures the original inhabitants of this Lower World?’

Yang An watched the figures warily, and they seemed to be watching him with equal caution. They maintained a distance of over ten meters, neither side daring to approach rashly.

’If I can hear them speak, that means we can communicate.’

After a moment of thought, Yang An stared at the dozen or so pitch-black figures and slowly began to speak.

"Who are you?"

"I am the Sect Leader of the Golden Sword Sect. You have trespassed on our territory, destroyed our dwellings, and killed our people. Shouldn’t you offer me an explanation?"

Yang An’s question received a response, but he still couldn’t determine which of the figures the voice was coming from.

’Has my consciousness still not matched their frequency?’

Thinking this, Yang An had the Bow Lady ease up a little, slightly reducing his own pain to test his theory.

The Bow Lady obediently did as he asked, and his consciousness began to shift slightly.

But in his eyes, as the pain lessened and his consciousness shifted, the once-clear black figures actually started to become somewhat illusory and blurry.

"If you refuse to give an explanation, are you planning to flee—"

The voice continued, tinged with anger, but it cut off halfway and suddenly vanished. At the same time, the figures in Yang An’s vision grew increasingly blurry.

Just then, from the positions where the figures had been, invisible attacks erupted in an instant. Just like before, they resembled Sword Qi and all rushed toward Yang An.

Yang An was already prepared, having been on guard against them. After perceiving the trajectories of the attacks, he easily dodged them while having the Bow Lady restore the previous level of pain.

’Being unable to see them anymore means that must be their true form. The previous frequency was correct; that’s what they really look like.’

As the pain returned, the figures reappeared in Yang An’s sight, and he couldn’t help but grow curious.

’What do I look like in their eyes?’

"If you’re not going to explain yourself, then don’t blame us for not holding back."

The figures became more aggressive, and the atmosphere between the two sides grew taut, ready to snap at any moment.

Yang An raised an eyebrow slightly. The next moment, his figure abruptly vanished from its spot. At the same time, a black light suddenly spread out from another location, instantly enveloping all of the figures.

Although their attacks could injure him, they couldn’t kill him, so they didn’t pose much of a threat.

As for an explanation, Yang An had no intention of giving one. He didn’t even know what these things were and planned to get a clear understanding of the situation first.

He activated the Dark Communication Secret Spell, and all the figures were frozen in place, unable to move.

"I want you to answer some questions for me. How about a deal? You answer truthfully, and I won’t kill you."

The figures made no sound, so Yang An took their silence as acquiescence.

"First question: where is this place?"

The question might have sounded a bit strange, but it was actually very important.

He wasn’t sure if these beings knew this place was Lower Hu, a Deep World within the Xian Origin Land, so he needed to verify it.

But after waiting for two breaths, he received no answer.

’It seems these things don’t know what’s good for them.’

Yang An snorted coldly. Several rays of Golden Radiance instantly pierced through one of the figures and abruptly exploded.

The brilliant Golden Radiance instantly engulfed the figure, annihilating it in the blink of an eye.

Within the spreading black light, Yang An faintly sensed a tremor. The figures were struggling; he figured they must be so enraged their eyes were ready to split.

"I’ll give you three more breaths. If you don’t answer, I’ll kill another one, and I’ll keep going until you’re all dead."

When dealing with these beings of unknown species, Yang An had no intention of being polite. What he needed now was to get information about this place as quickly as possible.

The deeper he went into this Xian Origin Land, the stronger his premonition grew that this place was far from simple.

"Time’s up!"

Three breaths passed quickly with no response. Yang An extended his hand slightly, and a dozen more rays of Golden Radiance appeared, shooting toward another figure.

But just as the Golden Radiance was about to touch the figure, the voice from before suddenly cried out.

"Stop! I’ll answer you!"

The Golden Radiance stopped two inches in front of the figure. The mere light it emitted was already beginning to warp the figure’s body.

"This is the Golden Sword Sect! The place we are in is the Western Domain!"

In the eyes of these figures, Yang An was an outsider who knew nothing, and only an outsider would be so reckless.

"The Western Domain?"

Hearing this term, Yang An pondered for a moment, murmuring to himself.

"Could it be the Treasure Temple Domain?"

The Outer Continent was divided into the Four Domains, and the great Western Domain was the Treasure Temple Domain.

But after thinking about it, he felt that was impossible.