The scar-faced old man had been practicing Taking Yin to Replenish Yang for many years and could even steal life force. However, it only allowed him to maintain nearly sixty years of Pure Yang Power at his ripe old age, and even then, it was only close.
Now, suddenly seeing this young man before him possessing genuine Sixty Years of Skill and a child fate, how could he not be shocked?
If I had such cultivation, I would have long since entered the inner circle—why would I be stuck here for so many years?
He could hardly describe the abrupt shock in his heart at this moment, yet it was too late to issue a warning.
As Hu Ma tore apart his white bone whip, the surrounding beggars had already gathered. The dim light created chaos, and they hadn't noticed what had just happened. Instead, they began using the tricks they had at hand against the person in the middle.
