In the hall, the stench of blood was pervasive. No one dared to speak, including the martial artist who had earlier regarded Lin Mu as an Evil Demon of the Evil Fiendish Way.
However, Lin Mu gave them no opportunity to speak. He moved forward slowly. Everyone stepped back in terror, not daring to block his path. With his hands clasped behind his back, Lin Mu slowly walked toward the second floor.
"Kill him!" a chilling and deadly voice called from the second floor. There was a subtle hint of fear within it.
It was Fang Yonglong.
"Young man, you should stop while you're ahead," an elderly voice echoed through the hall as Fang Yonglong's fell silent.
The crowd parted as an elder clad in a Daoist Robe, a whisk in his hand, stepped forward. His aura was deep and boundless, giving him a surreal air.
"Daoist Master Qing Yu!" the crowd exclaimed once again.
