Controlling the Trading Hall and Becoming the Master of Cold Moon City

Wrong?

How could a powerhouse who was on the brink of becoming a Universe-level expert be wrong?

"Snap—"

A powerful hand crushed the delicate neck.

But in the next moment, the woman's body turned into a stream of moonlight, disappearing from its original position, only to reappear 30 feet away in the form of a woman wearing a light red dress, her eyes gleaming with a bloody hue.

In front of the female cultivator, Han Muye was still covered in frozen moonlight.

Cold and mysterious.

"You, how can you break through my divine power…" The female cultivator's eyes flashed with disbelief.

"Because," Han Muye raised his hand, a faint blood energy burst forth from his body, breaking the moonlight's imprisonment, then he said lightly, "You are not the true Great Venerable Muyue …"

Great Venerable Muyue, an ancient powerhouse.

The master of Cold Moon City.