Mu Tiexin, the terrifying genius known as the Ghost-faced Youluo, formerly ranked fourth among the Ten Great Venerables and a master of hundreds of Demon Dao Secret Techniques—was he really just slain by a single sword strike?
Before the Celestial Pride War Hall, everyone craned their necks, their faces etched with tension.
If that was true, then who could possibly be a match for Jiang Chen?
Atop the Golden Throne...
Lan Haichen frowned, his tense expression relaxing slightly as he said coolly, "If he were slain so easily, then Mu Tiexin would be unworthy of being counted among us as one of the Ten Great Young Venerables!"
"Exactly!"
Xue Yinhao nodded in agreement. "There's no way Mu Tiexin would die that easily!"
Black light pulsed around the Night Emperor, as if a veil of darkness shrouded his body.
He stated calmly, "Mu Tiexin hasn't even gotten serious yet! How could he possibly die so easily!"
All the young Venerables nodded.
