Can We Talk This Over Calmly?

On the outskirts of Iron Bone Mountain, three unconscious Half-Saints lay in three palm-print craters. Though they were not family, they lay in perfect formation, even their poses identical.

"That's freaking incredible!"

The Eternal Sect Disciples' eyes widened one by one.

Though they had never fought a Half-Saint, they could tell from their auras that these were towering, unreachable existences. Yet now, they had been effortlessly killed in seconds!

"Junior Brother Ye."

Li Fei said with envy, "When will we be as awesome as Senior Five Absolutes?"

Ye Xingchen remained expressionless, but inwardly he thought, A Saint Rank expert already shocks you this much? If you saw an Imperial Rank expert make a move, wouldn't you piss yourself?

The Night Emperor's mentality was steady as ever.

However, his desire to swiftly return to his peak grew even stronger.

In the past, Ye Xingchen had thought that recovering his Martial God cultivation would bring him one step closer to revenge. Now, however, he thought, I don't want to just play a supporting role. I want to show off before my fellow disciples!

The more eager he was to prove himself, the more it showed that his mindset had completely changed. He had already developed a sense of belonging toward the sect.

With three Half-Saints killed in seconds, Jun Changxiao was naturally the happiest. The knot in his heart caused by the loss of several million Spirit Stones had completely unraveled as well.

Worth it!

More than worth it!

Ding Xingwang looked at the Martial Saint in the distance and smiled. "Little one, let this old man see what you're capable of."

"..."

Cold sweat visibly beaded on the Haoguang Sacred Sect expert's forehead. After the briefest moment of consideration, he cupped his hands and said, "The days ahead are long. We