The youth’s heart trembled and his expression became even more respectful.
“Bring your beast bone here.” Wang Lin’s voice was cold and void of any emotion.
The more Wang Lin acted like this, the more Sang Muya panicked in his heart. He had grown up in the Sea of Devils and had heard of all kinds of demonic techniques. Although his cultivation level wasn’t high, he had managed to cultivate a pair of Demonic Knowledge eyes. He knew that those powerful demonic cultivators were cold and ruthless, and although he had seen many demonic cultivators with those eyes, most were only an imitation. But this senior before him seemed to be cold and ruthless from the soul, especially that pair of eyes that caused even his heart to feel cold.
He quickly threw out the beast bone that was in his hand as he didn’t dare to have any thoughts of resisting.