In the low-class world, Jing Yan almost died at Mr. Zhong's hands.
If the Master of Dead Spirit Mountain is indeed the same Mr. Zhong from the low-class world, what fate awaits me if I'm taken to Dead Spirit Mountain? It's easy to guess the answer. I'm afraid my death would be certain.
Let alone that I'm not even at the Main God realm yet, even if I were, it would be impossible to resist the methods of a Great Ability!
Jing Yan's face turned deathly pale, a chill enveloping his entire body.
"Jing Yan, do you know Zhongli?" Xiao Ying noticed the change in Jing Yan's expression and couldn't help but ask.
"I... I can't be one hundred percent sure if the person I offended in the low-class world is the Master of Dead Spirit Mountain." Jing Yan said with a bitter expression.
He then recounted the story of Mr. Zhong from the low-class world to Xiao Ying.
Xiao Ying's eyes widened, contemplating for a while, "It's pretty much undeniable; that person should be Zhongli's clone."
