A Man Like None Other

“He eats the hearts of children? Could that old man be a transformed demon beast or a Demonic Cultivator?” Quinley asked in shock upon hearing that. After all, such an act was too appalling. No human cultivator would ever do something like that.

Zordey shook his head. “I’m not sure. No one knows if that guy belongs to the demon race.. His aura is very peculiar.”

“Peculiar?” Jared was taken aback. He couldn’t understand how someone’s aura could be strange. Zordey explained, “This Montane Daemon has an ever-changing aura. What you sense from him today will be entirely different tomorrow.”

Upon hearing that, Jared couldn’t help but frown. Seriously? Something like this can actually happen?

Every individual possessed a unique aura. When encountering someone familiar, even if the other party’s face was covered with a veil, their identity could be discerned by checking their aura as long as they didn’t deliberately hide or alter it.

However, it would be impossible to distinguish someone by their aura if they could change it at will.

Could this guy be like me, possessing auras of three different races in his body? While Jared pondered, Montane Daemon had already landed atop a divine turtle.

Looking utterly relaxed, Montane Daemon sat cross- legged on

dislodge Montane Daemon from its shell. Still, Montane Daemon remained

the divine turtle struggled for half an hour. Gradually, it started to slow down, yet it still failed to shake Montane Daemon off its back. Despite its fatigue, the divine turtle showed

The white glow was gentle, much like

to feel the soothing sensation Montane Daemon’s white radiance brought about. After all, he was a ferocious- looking

witnessing

squirming. Eventually, it roared and raised its

managed to tame the

pure light earlier was so

“Amazing! He’s incredible!”