"Is Old Six so... wild?" Mu Shiniang murmured.
Although he had heard some stories from Zhou Tian, witnessing this scene firsthand still had a huge impact on him.
With a tilted neck and a grin, the Zhili Ape Demon did a wide split and roared at the sky, beating his chest in a rough manner, leaving several Great Saints gazing in surprise.
Remember, that was Meng Zhiyu's body, with smooth purple hair like satin, skin as smooth as jade, an exquisite face, eyes reflecting the starry sky—such a worldly Banished Immortal... The contrast was incredibly strong at this moment.
Ji Xingran was fortunate to stay on the scene and watch, utterly dumbfounded.
He muttered to himself: "A Great Saint Level battle, so... bizarre?"
Bai Zilan was wide-eyed, truly "stunned," unable to say a single word.
