"You dare to show up here?"
The eyes of the Bai River Ancestor were fixed on Lu Yuan, with a face as dark as a storm, almost dripping with anger.
Years ago, Lu Yuan had single-handedly slaughtered all the disciples of the North Cold Sect and the Giant Sword Pavilion, displaying astonishing talent.
Because of this,
Bai River Ancestor regarded Lu Yuan as an eyesore, a thorn in his flesh.
He spared no expense to forcibly descend into the Cyan Spirit Secret Realm, all just to eliminate Lu Yuan early in his cradle.
But who could have imagined.
Lu Yuan not only didn't die but is now alive and kicking!
"I have no grudge with the North Cold Sect, but you first sent disciples to hunt me, then trapped me for ten years, and finally forced your way into the Secret Realm, killing many of my subordinates."
"Today, I, Lu Mou, have come to settle everything and flatten your North Cold Sect!"
