Ten thousand years ago?
Those words stunned everyone present. Could this man really have lived from ten thousand years ago until now?
Fan Liya began to tremble slightly, but this time, it was not because of Huo Lian's formidable strength.
It was excitement and elation.
This senior belonged to the Ghost Spirit Sect. If he really was a senior from ten thousand years ago, then their Ghost Spirit Sect should not have too much to fear during the Demon Hall's Thousand-Year Period this time.
Even as Jiang Pandong marveled at this man's identity, he looked toward Huo Lian in even greater shock.
If this man really was from ten thousand years ago, then he must have witnessed the strength of the First Hall Master of the Demon Hall back then.
From his words, it was clear that he had taken Huo Lian for someone from ten thousand years ago. Did that not mean he believed Huo Lian possessed the strength of those masters from ten thousand years ago?
"I never expected you to be so much older than I thought, you old bastard," Huo Lian said coldly. "Die!"
"Senior, he was the Demon Hall's Hall Master a thousand years ago. He's only a little over a thousand years old, not someone from ten thousand years ago," Fan Liya hurriedly shouted.
Since this senior was on their side, he was one of their own.
With this senior here, why would he need to fear Huo Lian in the future?
The man's expression grew grave. Huo Lian was so fast that he no longer had time to dodge.
Left with no choice, he thrust out a palm to meet the attack.
With a bang, the man gave a muffled grunt and was sent flying by Huo Lian.
"To think a prodigy like