Wei Liang had seen Mo Lin before, and he knew everything about Mo Lin.
In his memory, Mo Lin had died at the hands of Yellow Springs Ghost.
But suddenly seeing Mo Lin standing alive right in front of him, Wei Liang was completely stunned.
Qian Qi clearly didn't know what was going on, but he also noticed the change in Wei Liang.
"What's wrong? Uncomfortable?" Qian Qi asked Wei Liang with a puzzled expression.
"He... he... is not someone to be trifled with," Wei Liang warned Qian Qi nervously.
"Hehe..."
Qian Qi answered disdainfully, "We are both Red Dust Immortals. If we join forces here at the East District border, even Immortal Cultivators would have to be wary of us."
Hearing Qian Qi speak so smugly, Wei Liang felt as if he wanted to die.
"Immortal Cultivators are nothing. Mo Lin once slaughtered a hundred Immortal Cultivators in Jinchuan.
Which one wasn't more powerful than them?
Killing Immortal Cultivators is as easy as crushing an ant."
"Mo Lin?"
