Chapter 158 - The Fog Turns to Sea

The inn suddenly became silent. Everyone's eyes were on the green-robed old man. The old man held the young man in his hand and coldly looked at everyone else. “Eyes like lightning” These three words came to the minds of the surrounding cultivators. They felt like their entire beings were being seen through and a bucket of cold water was being poured over their heads at the same time. An early stage Core Formation cultivator's cup immediately fell to the ground as he quickly lowered his...