Cleaning House. Clang!
The bronze mask rolled across the floor, letting out a dull clang.
Beneath the mask was revealed a pale, middle-aged face.
His eyes were wide open, and even in death, the terror of that instant remained on his face.
In an instant, the entire place fell deathly silent.
"H-How is this possible..."
This Hall Master had entrenched himself in Yunlan City for years, the Hall Master who controlled the Saint Sect's underground forces...
A dignified mid-stage Saint Realm expert...
And just like that... someone had severed his head with a single sword strike?
Lin Yuanshan, Qian Duoduo, and the others felt their throats go dry, their faces turning deathly pale as their bodies involuntarily retreated several steps.
"What... level of strength does he have?"
Holy Land disciples were also divided into ranks.
The strongest were naturally those candidates popular for the positions of Holy Son and Holy Daughter.
Next came the ordinary World Travelers of the Holy Lands.
Only after that came externally assigned Holy Land Core Disciples like Jiang Fan.
Logically speaking, this Patrol Envoy Jiang's strength should have been inferior to that group of World Travelers ahead of him.
But the strength he had displayed now was even greater than those so-called popular Holy Son and Holy Daughter candidates. This... went beyond all understanding!
"When did Mystic Heaven Holy Land produce someone like this?"
"Why have we never heard his name among the Four Great Holy Lands before?"
"Why didn't he become a World Traveler, and instead come to this tiny Yunlan City to serve as Patrol Envoy?"
Lin Yuanshan and the others felt their heads buzzing at this moment, almost unable to think...
Relatively speaking, the ones even more shaken were that group of Holy Land World Travelers.
Just how powerful was this