The white-robed scholar possesses such formidable power, yet his name remains unsaid.
No one knows him or is aware of his origins.
This is quite intriguing.
In the vast Netherworld Realm, there are countless powerful beings, yet not a single one can confront the white-robed scholar.
...…
In the deepest part of the black mist.
The Lord of the Dead Spirits merely waved his right hand in the void.
The black mist before them condensed, immediately reflecting events happening within the Netherworld Realm.
Within the black mist at that moment, the powerful white-robed scholar was seen battling the formidable beings from the Netherworld Realm alone.
"Did you notice anything?" the Lord of the Dead Spirits asked.
"Actually, even if I didn't break the Blade Mountain Fiery Sea, I'm afraid this guy would have acted anyway," Xu Zimei said.
"That's not what I'm asking," the Lord of the Dead Spirits shook his head slightly.
He said, "Did you figure out who he really is?"
