Within just a few moments, the hitherto animated Zou Yiqiu had been shredded. His blood flew everywhere, and then there was nothing left of him.
"Terrifying." Pang Xiangliang fearfully looked at Mo Huasong across the room.
He had always assumed that Mo Huasong had crossed over from somewhere else in relation to Pang Xinliang, and they absolutely could not offend him.
Later, Mo Huasong started refining elixirs that could rapidly boost their strength. So they thought about sticking close to Mo Huasong.
In their minds, they never considered Mo Huasong, just a young upstart, to be a formidable figure, especially they didn't believe Mo Huasong's martial arts skills were significant.
This is because they had observed Mo Huasong for a long time, and could never discern his martial arts prowess.
