In Gu Yuan's view, the Daoist child before him was clearly just a common person with a bit of cultivation, merely a Martial Master at the moment.
Not a returning-to-youth cultivator with a youthful visage and white hair.
However, Gu Yuan was quickly drawn to another figure.
On the empty ground to the right in front of the gate, there was a patch of grass, where a black ox lay.
This black ox was quite large, lying there like a hill, exuding a faint yet powerful aura that surprisingly matched the pressure Gu Yuan felt when facing True Monarch Withered Wood.
Its fur was a deep black with a metallic sheen, and its two horns curved like crescent moons.
It seemed to be constantly ruminating something in its mouth.
When Gu Yuan and his companion approached, the black ox merely glanced idly and casually flicked its tail, swatting away a few bugs hovering nearby.
Gu Yuan was taken aback, as he clearly noticed that these were horseflies.
Horseflies near a cow are not unusual.
