Countless gazes watched him from both sides of the street, yet no one recognized him.
This man possessed cultivation at the Cross Tribulation level. Every breath he took shook the earth, and every exhalation roared like a dragon.
Lu Yin took one step and appeared before him.
The man looked up. His face was rough and wild, his eyes fierce and vicious. A faint blood-red sheen glimmered along his blade as he fixed his gaze on Lu Yin.
Lu Yin looked at him. No matter how fierce the man appeared, he was nothing more than an ant. That was right—for Lu Yin, this man's battle prowess was no more than an ant's.
"My name is Gan Mo. I came from the Blood Ninth Layer, and my master is Blood Tower Supreme."
Lu Yin was surprised. "You're Blood Tower Supreme's disciple?"
The people on both sides of the street cried out when they heard this. "Blood Tower Supreme's disciple?"
"Gan Mo? I remember now. So it's him."
"Blood Saber Gan Mo. He slaughtered his way into the Blood Ninth Layer alone, became Blood Tower Supreme's disciple on the Ninth Layer, and later joined the Eighth Night Pillar. He hasn't come out since, and it's been many years. I never expected him to appear."
"I heard that when he became Blood Tower Supreme's disciple, he hadn't even reached the Ancestral Realm. I can't believe he's already crossed tribulation."
"How did he advance so quickly?"
"He specializes in the path of slaughter, and he's also an Eternal Life Realm disciple. Of course his cultivation advanced quickly..."
The discussions around him gave Lu Yin a clear understanding of the man before him. He really was Blood Tower Supreme's disciple.
Had he stayed in the Eighth Night Pillar all these years without coming out? Not