A Wager: Lin Langtian's Favor

"He is the Hall Master of Earth Desolate Hall, Huang Kurong!"

Beside Lin Langtian, Mu Honglian stared at the figure standing in midair and spoke gravely.

The black-robed man's aura utterly suppressed every expert on both sides.

"Huang Kurong of Earth Desolate Hall?" Lin Langtian narrowed his eyes slightly.

This was the ambitious leader who had led some experts to defect from Qiankun Sect all those years ago. Since the two sides had already gone their separate ways, why had he secretly colluded with the Chaos Domain and drawn Qiankun Sect out this time?

At this thought, Lin Langtian suddenly recalled the hidden injuries afflicting the Sect Master of Qiankun Sect. His eyes flickered as though he had connected the dots.

Could the other side be trying to test something through the Sect Master of Qiankun Sect?

"Junior Brother Huang, you've finally appeared."

While Lin Langtian was deep in thought, the Sect Master of Qiankun Sect spoke from atop the golden throne, his voice still utterly calm. Clearly, Huang Kurong's appearance had been within his expectations.

Hearing the two address each other as senior and junior brothers, the outsiders found it exceedingly strange.

They were clearly the two mortal enemies of the Qiankun Continent. Who would have imagined that they had once been fellow disciples? What changes had the two gone through to turn things so completely upside down was enough to pique anyone's curiosity.

Huang Kurong smiled faintly. His black hole-like eyes remained fixed on that figure, but his brow creased almost imperceptibly.

From what he knew, Senior Brother Qian had suffered extremely grave injuries in that battle years ago. That was why he had remained in seclusion all these years.

By all reason, this should have been his weakest period. Yet he actually dared to show himself?

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