The Despair of the Murong Family's Direct Line

The Murong Family of Tianhai City was fairly strong overall, and their direct descendants had decent realms as well. For example, those who had come to challenge them all possessed at least Martial Grandmaster-level cultivation.

However.

When the Eternal Sect Disciples released their cultivation, the oppressive force they formed instantly crushed them until they had no sense of presence at all!

Murong Shaolin was dumbfounded!

Every Eternal Sect disciple standing before him, whether in aura or bearing, was stronger than he was!

Impossible!

How could this be possible!

The lower-realm Murong Family direct descendants were also terrified.

The proud expressions they had worn earlier vanished completely after the Eternal Sect Disciples unleashed their cultivation.

Who were the rookies now?

At this point, no explanation was needed.

"Everyone."

Li Qingyang said, "Pick anyone you like. Our Eternal Sect refuses no challenger."

What a steady and sensible young man. Yet after spending so much time with Jun Changxiao, he had begun to become arrogant and overbearing too.

People.

They always changed.

Besides, a pack of idiotic fools had come to challenge the sect and even called their Sect Master's name directly. As the Second Senior Brother, he was angry too.

"Brother Shaolin."

Wariness filled Murong Shaomeng's eyes as he said, "Wh... what do we do!"

The cultivation auras released by the Eternal Sect Disciples had directly frightened him and the other direct descendants out of having the courage to challenge them!

"We underestimated this sect!"

Murong Shaolin had not expected the Eternal Sect Disciples to be this strong either!

But since they were here, they definitely could not retreat. They had to grit their teeth and go through with it!

"Shaomeng, you challenge them first!"

"Ah?"

"Hurry!"

Murong Shaomeng obeyed his cousin's every word. Even though he knew he might be brutally