And the feeling Mo Yang gave everyone present was just as mysterious. Although the City Lord had already probed Mo Yang's cultivation level, his combat power seemed to exceed the Peak Grandmaster Realm; that trick he had just pulled off was simply not something someone in the Grandmaster Realm could withstand.
The grand hall was very spacious. Meng Xianyin sat cross-legged with her knees bent, an ancient zither placed before her as her jade-like fingertips gently brushed across the strings.
"Clang!"
Chapter 44