The woman hurriedly nodded and said, "I understand."
Kou Baimen nodded slightly and stepped out of the door.
In the plaza of Qianyu Mountain.
Ye Zhaonan and the other high-level members quickly arrived and saw a person standing in the center of the plaza, surrounded by the corpses of Moon Worship Holy Sect disciples. Each was in a horrific state, shattered with no complete bodies.
"Wei Wuya?"
Ye Zhaonan frowned deeply. The person before him didn't look like Wei Wuya at all.
He and Wei Wuya had been rivals for decades and he believed it was impossible to not recognize Wei Wuya, but the person before him looked nothing like Wei Wuya.
Wei Wuya was already in his seventies, yet the person before him had long black hair, fair skin, and the appearance of a teenager.
Even if appearances can be faked, one's aura cannot.
