The Good Things in Demon Man Valley Were Truly Plentiful

Demon Man Valley opened, and Jun Changxiao led his disciples inside beneath the gazes of the masses.

After they had all disappeared, the vortex gradually sealed shut, and everything returned to normal as though nothing had happened.

Martial artists from every sect began discussing it.

"That kid is truly arrogant!"

"If not for the fact that he won the Dragon Tiger Competition, I'd really like to teach him a proper lesson."

"We can't underestimate him. The Grand Elder of Extreme Cold Palace was a Half-step Martial Saint, yet didn't he still suffer a setback at that kid's hands?"

"Isn't he just relying on some divine ability that boosts his cultivation? It can't be used whenever he wants."

The matter of Jun Changxiao thrashing Gongsun Haohai had long spread throughout the martial world. Though it had been confirmed, the major sects firmly believed that fellow had merely relied on some kind of divine ability.

To be fair.

The Talisman of Heaven and Earth truly worked much like certain divine abilities.

And as the major sects had assumed, it could not be casually used. In fact, it could no longer be used at all, because Jun Changxiao had exhausted both of his purchase-limited uses.

Still, without that trump card capable of instantly raising him to Martial Saint level, why was he still acting so flashy?

Because he had the modified Uncollectible Blade and the New Talisman of Seal Breaking, Sect Master Jun had every reason to believe that once he unleashed them, he could put on one hell of a show!

"The last sect to bring several hundred disciples into Demon Man Valley seemed to have been a Fourth-rate sect several centuries ago. In the end, only its sect master came out; all the disciples died inside."

"Only when that brat watches