"Who are you?" it was an old man with a long white beard and set fiery clothing similar to that of Wang Ling's, albeit slight difference in terms of the overall aesthetics and the lower half was kind of similar to pants.
The old man looked like a dignified bandit in the eyes of Wang Ling, but the strength he exhibits was nothing like a bandit's. It was a suffocating kind of power and the heat coming from his body was strong enough to even affect Wang Ling.
Inside Wang Ling was the Gray Figure assessing the situation calmly, "What are the odds, after talking about avoiding strong opponents they come crawling to our doorsteps? This is kind of ironic, so, what are we going to do? I can tell that this man is already at the pinnacle of the twelfth meridian, we can't kill him even if we ignite your bloodline."
