In the dimly lit bar, the refined-looking man, suspected to be 'Old Zhang', appeared as if facing a formidable adversary. It was astonishing to witness someone of his stature and identity showing signs of nervousness. Such a revelation, if known to the world, would cause a significant stir and a sense of dread.0

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He intently studied the copper mirror engraved with mystical symbols. Something was moving so swiftly within it that it was nearly impossible to see clearly.0

“Great Immortal, could it be that your nemesis is approaching? Is a powerful demon following you?” Qin Cheng asked nervously, sensing something amiss. He knew who Wang Xuan referred to as 'Old Zhang', especially from their time at the Taoist ancestral grounds on New Moon.0

The man’s expression turned grave. A faint aura of immortality radiated...0