Yin Song waited until they had finished arguing before leaping up with his two disciples.
The moment they saw the three of them, the people of Mount Longhu became even more convinced—it was fake, definitely fake!
Mount Sanqing had some nerve, actually daring to fake an ascension!
Master Hu was muddleheaded. Even if he wanted to give cultivators across the realm confidence, he should have chosen someone from Mount Longhu to fake it. How could he choose Pan Yun?
How much prestige had that handed to Mount Sanqing for nothing?
As wild thoughts ran through their minds, Cliff of Contemplation suddenly shuddered. Then all fell still. A huge, pitch-black thing sprang up from below and crashed onto the mountaintop with a bang.
It was half man, half beast, covered in black fur, with a gaping maw and savage fangs. One look told them it was vicious.
Everyone retreated two steps in unison. Wang Cong even dragged Yin Qingjun behind Pan Yun, looking as though he wanted to watch but did not dare.
Compared to a great demon, everyone present was of the younger generation. None of them recognized it. They had only ever known that a great demon was imprisoned beneath Cliff of Contemplation, never having looked through the records to learn its name.
Of everyone present, aside from Pan Yun, only Zhang Liuzhen knew.
Zhang Liuzhen knew because he had needed to suppress it, so he had consulted his family's records.
Thus, he introduced it to everyone. "Let's get acquainted. This is the Fanged Beast of Three Miao Mountain. Senior, this junior is Zhang Liuzhen. May I ask whether Senior has a name?"
The great black beast lifted its eyes. "Xiang Lifeng."
Pan Yun let out a "Wow."
Everyone turned to look at her.
Pan Yun blinked. "Don't you