"It's him! Zeng Duomo! An old Daluo mighty immortal, although not a dominating lord, often takes on tasks for various major powers!"
A cultivator standing on the rooftop exclaimed in shock. The name Zeng Duomo set off a buzz among the many beings present.
Zeng Duomo was quite famous, especially among the great powers. As long as he was given enough compensation, he would do anything.
Lords such as Sword Master, Hua Yijian, Randeng, Drought, Nether Emperor, Sima Mengmo, Branch Wolf King, Nalan Xi, and others successively appeared. They were all observing Qin Jun from the rooftops.
Facing the gaze of thousands, Qin Jun's expression remained calm, as if he felt no pressure from Zeng Duomo's aura.
"Scram."
Qin Jun spat out a single word, icy to the extreme.
Who was this nobody daring to block his path?
Upon hearing this, the murderous intent in Zeng Duomo's eyes intensified, and he raised his right hand, a bronze crescent blade appearing in his grip.
Whoosh—
