Blood Dragon Sheds Its Scales

Fang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. While fighting the Blood Ape, he had been intensely focused, never expecting someone to approach within ten miles.

For this person to draw so near without making a sound, his strength could not be weak. At the very least, he had to be among the stronger experts of the Heavenly Human Realm.

At this distance, he could already launch a sneak attack!

The other party seemingly had not expected Fang Mo to lock onto him the instant he appeared. Feeling Fang Mo's chilling gaze, the aura firmly locking him in place, and the faintly stirring blade intent, his heart tightened.

"What a terrifying aura!"

The White-clothed Man hurriedly cupped his fists and transmitted his voice:

"Senior, forgive my discourtesy. I am Yue Muhong of the Tianli Sect. I saw a battle taking place here and came to investigate. I had no intention of offending you. Please forgive me for disturbing you!"

Fang Mo raised his brows slightly at that. Yue Muhong—wasn't he second on the Ascension Ranking?

No wonder he ranked second on the Ascension Ranking. His strength could not be underestimated; his aura stood condensed like a mountain. His cultivation was likely no lower than the Mid Heavenly Human Realm, and he might even have entered the later stage.

Sure enough, there were countless geniuses in this world. At such an age, with such strength, he would be utterly astonishing in the Galactic Alliance.

"You may leave. Do not be so reckless next time!"

Fang Mo said calmly.

Once Yue Muhong felt that terrifying aura vanish, he realized his back was soaked in sweat. His heart shuddered. Which peak was this powerful senior from? That killing intent had been so intense that he had thought the other party was about to strike, which