It could be said that Xuan Daozi was the sinner of the Myriad Refining Sect.
He had destroyed a sect that could originally have stood tall on the Hun Yuan Continent for tens of millions of years.
Whenever the older generation of powerhouses mentioned the Myriad Refining Sect, they could not help but feel regret for Xuan Jingshan.
It was said that the old sect masters of the Seven Great Sects had all received favors from Xuan Jingshan.
That was also the fundamental reason they had not decisively wiped out the sect in the end. Deep down, they still wanted to leave the Myriad Refining Sect a trace of its bloodline.
As for Xuan Daozi, everyone gnashed their teeth at the mention of him, eager to kill him and be done with it.
That showed just how grave Xuan Daozi's sins had been.
"Let's go."
Lin Mo smiled and pointed ahead.
Xiao Lu nodded and continued leading the way.
Before long, Lin Mo raised a brow and grabbed Xiao Lu, who was walking ahead of him.
"Big Brother Lin, what's wrong?"
Xiao Lu looked around in confusion, then looked at Lin Mo, unable to make heads or tails of it.
Lin Mo lifted his chin and pointed toward the front right.
Xiao Lu followed his gaze, but there was nothing there.
Yet Lin Mo's voice rang out at the same time. "Since you're here, come out."
"Clap, clap, clap~"
Applause rang out as a group of people stepped forward.
At their head was a man who appeared to be about the same age as Lin Mo.
"You've got some skill. No wonder you could defeat that trash from the Ghost Moon Sect."
The man sneered, his gaze upon Lin Mo filled with scrutiny and arrogance.
As he emerged, shock appeared