This white-robed youth, if not Ning Fan, then who else could it be!
With Ning Fan's current cultivation, a casual grasp could immediately transform into a Demonic Aura Giant Claw, nearly tearing apart the earth-shattering force of this place.
Before the yellow-robed elder could finish speaking, he was directly torn into countless fragments by Ning Fan's claw, his body exploding into a rain of blood, scattered over the devil mountain.
Only one Spirit remained, not yet fallen, but it was in a weak breath, forcibly captured by Ning Fan, looking at him with extreme fright, tongue-tied and saying,
"You... who actually are you! Why would you kill me!"
With the yellow-robed elder's insight, he could naturally perceive that Ning Fan's killing intent was not due to the reckless actions of his four subordinate Immortals.
That killing intent was for revenge! It had accumulated over many years!
Yet the yellow-robed elder couldn't recall when he had provoked such a formidable Old Monster!
