C1445 A Monk Who Kills

The monk who kills.

In mid-air, Hsiang Yang was flying with his hands behind his back. His white robe was fluttering in the wind. His black hair was fluttering in the wind, and his face was resolute. He gave off an otherworldly aura. It was as if a Fallen Immortal had descended to the earth. Anyone who saw him would surely cry out in shock. He was infected by his elegant demeanor