As for the punch from the middle-aged man, the elder merely deflected it lightly, and it wasn't clear how he moved before the middle-aged man was sent swiftly flying and fell to the ground, struggling to get up for a while.
Shocking! Absolutely shocking! The elder's strength was unexpectedly formidable, a fact that caught everyone off guard; with one casual move, he had beaten the middle-aged man of the Ghost Race, who was nearly at the strength of a Ghost General, half to death.
In an instant, no one dared to underestimate the elder anymore. Originally, some even considered stealing his possessions, but now that idea was abandoned—such an action would clearly be courting death, for this man had at least reached the Ninth Layer of the Saint Martial Realm.
However, on reflection, it became clear; if precious items are laid out for sale so boldly, there must be formidable strength behind it. Only those without insight would entertain such thoughts.
