How was this possible?
No matter what, they were unwilling to believe it, but the scene before their eyes left them no choice.
"How... how did you do it?" a White-clothed masked man asked in terror.
"How I did it isn't important. What matters is that you've already lost the right to pursue me!" Li Changsheng said indifferently.
"Damn it!"
That White-clothed masked man immediately flew into a rage. "We refuse to accept this! We still have reinforcements. They'll be here soon!"
"Reinforcements?"
Li Changsheng sneered disdainfully. "Let me tell you something. I'm a disciple of Xuantian Hall. My master, Xuantianzi, the deputy sect master of Xuantian Hall, is my grand-uncle master. Do you think you still have any hope? Why aren't you getting lost?"
The Favor of a Final Disciple
Who was Xuantianzi?
He was a super expert ranked among the top ten of the Silver Ranking, with unfathomable strength.
Moreover, his disciple's disciple was also Xuantianzi's final disciple!
Xuantianzi was immensely powerful, and his disciples were equally strong. Naturally, his martial nephews were even stronger.
With Xuantianzi protecting him, how could they possibly still have any hope of capturing Li Changsheng?
"You really are Xuantianzi's disciple!"
The White-clothed masked men's eyes were filled with intense shock and apprehension.
However, they quickly calmed down. One after another, savage expressions appeared on their faces, and cold glints flickered in their eyes.
"So what if you're Xuantianzi's disciple? What does it matter if you are? Your status is nothing more than that of a small fry! Your master, Xuantianzi, ranks among the top hundred in strength. You're merely one of Xuantianzi's small fry. Even if your master is Xuantianzi's disciple, what can he do?
We can still kill you, and your identity will only be exposed. When that happens, even Xuantianzi