However.
Half a day after he left Nanhuai City, when he was still halfway to Tong City, suddenly, an old but furious roar fell from the sky.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A strike filled with rage targeted the original position of Han Yi.
However, as the spirit energy fluctuated mid-air, Han Yi had already dodged by moving more than thirty meters back in an instant.
Before the spiritual energy storm dissipated, an old cultivator descended.
This was an elderly cultivator with white hair and wrinkles. The dignity unique to a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator rose from him. However, Han Yi keenly sensed a smell of decay within that dignity.
"My name is Han Nan, a cultivator of the Heavenly Will Sect. May I ask, sir, for what reason have you attacked me unprovoked?"
"Before I left the mountain, my master said that a powerful Foundation Establishment Cultivator would mistake me for someone else, but the misunderstanding would be cleared up in the end."
