Luo yang's reputation had long reached the Eight Immortals Hall.
If Luo yang didn't have some tricks up his sleeve, he wouldn't have been able to contend with The Tenth Mu Tan.
After a while, the white-bearded elder worriedly said, "Young Master, his strength shouldn't be underestimated. It might not be easy for us to eliminate him."
With a cold smile, Wang Weiye said, "Elder He, I've anticipated this long ago. Under normal circumstances, it's tough for us to take him down. But after he took the Soul Dispersing Pill, no matter how strong he is, he must meet his end!"
As he spoke, his lips twisted into a sinister curve.
Elder He was momentarily stunned and asked, "Young Master, how did you obtain the Soul Dispersing Pill?"
It seemed that even Wang Weiye found it hard to acquire the Soul Dispersing Pill.
Wang Weiye said proudly, "I've been preparing for a long time, just waiting for this day to come!"
Elder He nodded and said, "Young Master, your shrewdness is getting sharper!"
