Obtaining the Slot

In the great hall, Lin Langtian gazed at the tall, black-armored figure and could not help but ponder.

By now, he knew this man's identity. He was Yang Hao, the Second Commander of the Qiankun Protectorate Army.

Sensing the formidable aura radiating from Yang Hao, Lin Langtian narrowed his eyes. Though both were Fourth-grade Supremes, Song Zang truly fell far short in comparison.

As a commander of the Qiankun Protectorate Army, the Qiankun Sect's strongest force, Yang Hao was an exceptionally outstanding figure among commanders across the entire Qiankun Continent.

"So this is the new commander of Silver Mist Palace, Lin Langtian, whose name has recently risen to prominence in the Qiankun Sect and who turned the tide during the campaign in the Chaos Domain."

As Lin Langtian sized up the cold, fully armored man, the latter looked back at him. A teasing smile appeared on his lips as he spoke.

Hearing the ill intent and mockery in his words, Lin Langtian frowned slightly before replying calmly, "I merely have a little reputation. I cannot compare to Commander Yang.

"As for turning the tide, that is greatly exaggerated. Without the Sect Master, the Great Elder, and the other higher-ups holding the fort like Sea Stabilizing Divine Needles, there would have been no opportunity for me to distinguish myself."

"That is true enough. When the mountain has no tiger, the monkey becomes king. Trash like Song Zang only dared to strut about while the commanders of the Qiankun Protectorate Army were in seclusion. Had I been there at the time, how could I have allowed him to stir up such trouble?" Yang Hao said with an arrogant smile.

The moment Yang Hao finished speaking, Lin Langtian and Jiang Yinlan beside him both turned grim.

Yang Hao's words all but explicitly stated