Sangge had some understanding of Huaxia's Daoist arts in the past and knew that in The Dharma-Ending Age, the Daoist arts of Huaxia were nowhere as formidable as they used to be.
Who would have thought that today he would encounter an absolute master.
Long Fei asked him, "Are you willing to tell me who the mastermind behind the scenes is now?"
Sangge's voice was hoarse as he croaked, "If you're going to kill, then kill; why bother talking so much."
"You've got quite a backbone!"
The corner of Long Fei's mouth curved slightly as he extended his hand and pointed at Sangge's brow.
Suddenly, Sangge felt his head shake, and a burst of blood sprayed from his brow as his head slumped to one side.
Lin Yingying's hands tensed as she watched and asked Long Fei, "Where did this evil Daoist come from?"
Long Fei speculated, "It's likely that he was sent by the Mu Family from Nanyang."
"The Mu Family?"