A frightening aura exuded from the old man in the grey shirt. His power was more than simply shocking. It actually caused the surrounding magma levels to decrease by a few meters and the diameter to decrease by hundreds of meters. The terrifying aura swept across the area, like a storm carrying everything away with it. It even caused continuous rippling waves on the surface of the magma.
Mo Wen's expression changed. Subconsciously, he stepped back tens of meters and exhaled.
A grandmaster! That old man was actually a grandmaster!
No wonder that the attack had made him feel such a strong sense of danger. Moreover, that had just been a casual blow from him. His powers were not fully unleashed yet. If such a master wanted to give it his all to kill him, there was a 90 percent chance that he would be successful.
Mo Wen had not expected that upon coming to such a strange place, the first person he met would actually be a martial arts grandmaster.
