Recently, the emergence of the Martial Ancestor's inheritance had stirred up storms across the land. Xiao Chen had fled for his life, and no one knew how many battles had taken place.
Although most of those present had not taken part, it was impossible for them not to pay attention to the Martial Ancestor's inheritance.
Upon hearing the word "inheritance," everyone present, including the middle-aged man, was greatly shaken.
Then they shook their heads, thinking that this young man was talking nonsense.
Not just anyone could use the word inheritance. Without being a top expert of the martial world or a Grandmaster Realm master of a generation, who could bear such a title?
However, everyone present was an old hand who had roamed the martial world for years. Though they shook their heads inwardly, none of them spoke to mock him.
After all, although Gu Shaoshang concealed his aura, he did not seem like an ordinary person.
Those who casually belittled and provoked others often did not live long.
"Sir..."
The middle-aged man set down his teacup, his expression becoming slightly solemn.
Names of renowned martial artists flashed through his mind as he guessed at Gu Shaoshang's identity.
He had previously caught a glimpse of a wisp of Gu Shaoshang's aura, and his thoughts could not help but run wild now.
Yet even though he prided himself on his exceptional memory, he could not identify who this young man before him was.
Gu Shaoshang ignored him. His gaze shifted slightly as he looked toward the hills in the distance beyond the tea stall.
Boom!
Boom!
Rumble!!
Immediately afterward, everyone heard a tremendous rumbling sound like rolling thunder and followed Gu Shaoshang's gaze.
Several hundred li away, atop the hills, a figure was sprinting frantically toward them. Dust billowed wherever he