The masked man's voice turned thoroughly cold, carrying a hint of malice in his tone, "But I guess those soldiers must have been taken to some alternate dimension by that ancient mirror? If I can get my hands on that mirror, those people will eventually fall into my hands. General Qin, you'd better protect it well—if I snatch it away, your subordinates will be drained of their bloodline."
Qin Tian raised his eyes indifferently, "Are all Blood Demon Cult members this noisy?"
At these words, a cold killing intent instantly burst forth from the masked man's eyes.
"Courting death!"
The next moment, a dense, eerie aura began to seep out from his body, spreading slowly, enveloping the entire ice cave like a physical presence, causing the surrounding temperature to drop sharply once more.
Puff
