Xu Hei's heart was pounding, but his face remained calm as usual.

It seemed highly likely that Gu Yunsong had died by his hand, and the Ancient Tomb Sect might have the ability to sense corpses. They might already be targeting him.

However, Xu Hei still had that drop of dragon blood. If pushed to the brink, he could unleash the Dragon Soul Descent, and with the Heavenly Demon Mirror, he didn't believe he couldn't deal with this group.

"This fellow Daoist seems unfamiliar. May I ask which faction you belong to?"