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The young man was tall, with an exceptional spirit, and his stern face revealed no hint of emotion. He was plainly dressed, as refined as a clear wind, with nothing to his name except for the black stone knife on his back.

It was Qi Shangdu.

The number one martial arts master in Wenliang, who devoted his whole life to exploring the way of the knife and had earned the name 'Heavenly Knife'.

By his side was a bald monk in red clothes, with red eyes, thick eyebrows and large eyes. His body was vigorous, and each step he took exuded the might of dragons and tigers.

He was a red-robed monk from Wenliang, a secluded Buddhist cultivator. His specific sect and identity were unknown, as was his real name.

Both were Mahayana cultivators at the peak of Wenliang. Each of them held enormous prestige, and the discussion on who was stronger was unending in the cultivating world. However, since they never faced off against each other, there was no conclusion.