"Old Master Murong is here!'
When Murong He showed up, the people in the Murong clan grew serious. There was burning desire in their eyes.
Many of them looked on in disdain, and they were gloating at Ye Chen. They thought it was sure death for Ye Chen.
Old Master Murong was the No. 1 in Ganzhou with powerful spells. So what if Ye Chen killed four peak-stage Illuminating Pulse experts consecutively?
Murong He's expression was grim. Dressed in a gray robe, he walked over while using a walking stick with a dragon's head on top. Although he was walking slowly, ripples appeared beneath his feet as if he was stepping on a lake. Despite standing so close, he gave a feeling as if he was distant, as though he was someone who was too far away to reach.
"How powerful!" Zhang Mengqi, who was in the crowd, secretly inhaled sharply. "Old Master Murong must've mastered the Dao of Nature."