Liang Dongzhu was highly skilled in martial arts and capable in every respect. Naturally, he had his own eye for judging people, and he was very satisfied with Xiang Yang's martial strength.
In their recent clash, Xiang Yang had been a move behind him for various reasons, causing him to lose control of his strength. His blade qi burst outward and severed the four stone pillars of the pavilion.
Yet Liang Dongzhu did not look down on him. Instead, he regarded him even more highly. Those who could reach Xiang Yang's level while still in the Postnatal realm were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. In his eyes, even Duan Canghai of the Chaotian Alliance lacked such delicate control over power.
And the task he intended for Xiang Yang was naturally no simple matter. It concerned the more than three hundred people from Seven Star Tower in Shuiqi Town who had been slaughtered overnight.
"I heard Fatty Jiang mention this as well. I heard only two people survived—one named You Man, the other Pan Yueban. Both are members of the Chaotian Alliance now."
Shuiqi Town fell under Jinyang City. It was no small town, economically prosperous and steeped in martial culture. It had always been a vital strategic location where both the Chaotian Alliance and Seven Star Tower deployed their forces, even a place they had to fight over.
Seven Star Tower had originally established a branch there, intending to monopolize Shuiqi Town.
Not only had it recruited troops from all around, it had also assigned dedicated experts to assist them. Its scale was enormous, second only to that of Jinyang City, and for a time it had suppressed the Chaotian Alliance's sub-branch, holding an overwhelming advantage.
Yet not long ago, Seven Star Tower's forces in Shuiqi Town