As soon as the words fell, the scene plunged into deathly silence.
Liu Ji and the others did not respond, as they were well aware that only Qin An was qualified to converse with the shadowy figure currently condensing.
Accompanying Qin An's words, the shadow continued to materialize.
But during the process, a faint sigh was heard.
"Who would have thought that after so many years, Xunyang Prefecture would produce someone as exceptionally talented as you. This is indeed fortunate for Xunyang Prefecture."
Once these words were spoken, the shadow finally condensed into the figure of a young man in black clothing.
The young man in black was handsome, with long, straight black hair cascading to his waist like a waterfall.
Though his figure was lean, it was as upright as a pine tree, giving an illusion of towering over everything.
Yet a swirl of Evil Qi continuously circled around him, unmistakably revealing his identity.
"Pseudo-God!"
Liu Ji was stunned.
