At this moment, Mu Xue was really in a panic.

She had never felt such pressure before, not even from her father. But such a mighty master was vanquished by his opponent. Then, how strong would his opponent be?

What was more, that opponent had slaughtered tens of thousands of 'martial artists'. How brutal was he?

This was Zhang Hanyang's memory. But he was only in his twenties. Could it be that he had been possessed by an old monster?

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