Night fell, darkness shrouding the earth as the setting sun vanished completely beyond the distant horizon.
The night wind brushed past, and Liu Lubai felt a chill.
He looked at Mu Jingfeng with an indescribable expression.
In his memories, Mu Jingfeng had not been like this. Why did he now seem to regard Peak Lord Lin as some godlike existence?
Lin Xuan looked slightly embarrassed. Mu Jingfeng was far too honest—he did not know how to keep a low profile at all.
"A mere Young Emperor dares challenge the Patriarch?"
If Young Master of Heavenly Secrets himself heard those words, who knew what he would think.
"Do not be careless. Peak Lord Lin's combat strength is indeed formidable, but Young Master of Heavenly Secrets is no weakling either. He possesses a Transcendent Rank Martial Dao Pill, a King Immortal Undying Body, and ten laws carved to full completion."
"Not to mention the Emperor Realm, even the Eternal Emperor Realm will be within his grasp in the future."
In the end, Liu Lubai could not help speaking up in rebuttal.
Yet Mu Jingfeng still dismissed it. "Junior Brother is a youthful Patriarch. Even ascension will be within his grasp in the future. What is the Eternal Emperor Realm worth? How could it compare?"
Liu Lubai fell silent, his eyes filled with confusion.
Lin Xuan's old face reddened slightly as he could not help saying, "Senior Brother, keep a lower profile."
Mu Jingfeng looked at Lin Xuan and opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but before the words could leave his lips, he was interrupted.
Space beside the three of them rippled, and Wang Xuanfeng stepped out of the void.
"Old Wang!"
A sharp gleam flashed through Lin Xuan's eyes.
After only a few days apart, Wang Xuanfeng's aura had become