The man was wearing a tattered hemp robe, appearing thin and impoverished. Thick white gauze was wrapped around his neck, covering nearly half of his face. Only a flat nose and two eerie green luminescent eyes were visible, giving him an exceedingly bizarre appearance. Most conspicuous was the strange, astonishingly broad knife in his hand.
The strange knife was about nine feet long, with an extremely thick blade. The handle was wrapped in layers of black cloth, and excluding the handle, it looked like a trapezoidal dike. The blade's edge faintly protruded, striking the tree trunk like a cold crescent moon, emanating a biting chill.
The strange man slowly walked over, his unblinking eyes coldly fixed on the blue-haired youth holding a sword. At this moment, the atmosphere grew extremely tense, and everyone held their breath, awaiting what would happen next.
