In the distance, Nangong Hao, Blood Hand, and others were in despair. They couldn't believe the other party was so bold, daring to kill even a Hall Master.
This left them in extreme terror. Given the other's methods, if given time, they would surely be killed too.
"Hall Master, come quickly!" Nangong Hao and the seven prayed swiftly in their hearts.
Meanwhile, the City Lord's face was as dark as it could be. He couldn't believe the other dared to strike.
Moreover, something he had long suspected was now clear.
"You're too bold. No one dares to be so bold, at least no disciple of my Holy Sect would."
The City Lord's voice was icy: "You're not a disciple of the Third Guardian at all. Who are you?"
"He's not a disciple of the Third Guardian?"
The crowd exclaimed, not expecting the situation to turn out this way.
For a moment, everyone looked up to the sky, fixing their gaze on Lin Xuan.
"Who exactly are you, and what is your purpose in our South Desolate Ancient Array?"
