At that moment, Lu Gucheng, who had been sitting motionless by the lake like a static Buddha statue, suddenly opened his eyes.
He merely glanced around, yet Everyone felt an unparalleled oppressive force as if even a hundred meters away, their hearts could shatter in an instant.
"Lin Mo! The day of our duel has arrived. You dared to kill my son, do you not dare show yourself at Smoke Wave Lake?"
His voice, tiger-like, instantly spread across hundreds of miles. Everyone felt it clearly, as if it resounded right beside their ears.
"Is this the power of a Martial Venerate? Just his voice can shake one's mind and body."
"It seems Lin Mo might truly be too scared to face the challenge!"
"If you ask me, even if Lin Mo dies in the duel, it would be a great honor."
"Yes, after all, that's Lu Gucheng from the fourth position on the Emperor List. Dying at his hands could indeed be considered a worthy death."
