Who is this man, and whence he came, even the Yin Mountain Ghost Lord knows not.
Yet his martial arts are so profound that even the Yin Mountain Ghost Lord, had he not been grievously injured in bygone years, would admit he is no match.
After a bout, he thought to close his eyes and await death, but unexpectedly, not only did he survive, he was offered a chance.
A chance to purge the Sword Qi from their bodies.
"You believe him just because he spoke of a chance?"
Su Mo couldn't help but interject upon hearing this.
"Humph, even a youngster like you with limited experience should have heard of the Poison Dragon Pill," sneered the Yin Mountain Ghost Lord.
"Poison Dragon Pill?"
The three words instantly transformed the expressions of everyone present.
