“He isn’t Xue He?” Han Yun couldn’t help but feel his hair stand on end. What kind of disguise technique is this? He actually managed to imitate Xue He perfectly! Not just his appearance, either. Even his aura and the fluctuations of his cultivation base are completely identical!0

And not even Immortal Kings like us could see through him!0

Before Han Yun came back to his senses, the distant Xue He vanished into thin air.0

Boom!0

A moment later, the tip of a sword was headed right for Han Yun’s throat, as quick as if he’d teleported!0

The sharp power gathered at the tip of that sword seemed unstoppable and unbreakable.0

Han Yun held his breath. A chill coursed through his entire body, and his expression shifted dramatically. 0

At a critical juncture, a black cane appeared out of nowhere to block the sword’s edge.0

Clang!!0

The impact produced a wave of all-encompassing destructive power. “Xue He” staggered on impact and came back into view.0

Han Yun seized the opportunity to flee.0

The black cane that appeared just in time to block the sword belonged to the thin old man!0

“His disguise technique is truly incredible,” the gaunt old man said coldly, his voice hoarse and tinged with mockery....0