After entering the cave, Chen Wen immediately spotted Murong Qingxian seated in the place of honor.
At that moment, he also raised his eyelids slightly and looked over, his gaze indifferent, without the slightest ripple.
So strong.
His cultivation level was likewise infinitely close to the peak sixth level Great Emperor realm, but his aura was not the least bit inferior to Tang Chongxiao's.
In fact, in certain respects, he was half a notch stronger, perhaps even more.
Chen Wen's heart stirred, and he swiftly formed an assessment.
At the same time, Murong Qingfeng and the others looked over as well.
When they saw Chen Wen's face clearly, a flicker passed through their eyes.
They knew Chen Wen.
More precisely, they had seen Chen Wen before.
Everyone had witnessed Chen Wen killing Jiang Yunlong at the Grand Arena.
As such, they remembered him.
What they had not expected, however, was that the person Murong Qingcheng brought would be Chen Wen.
How did they know each other?
Soon, something else occurred to them.
Hadn't Jiang Yunhe led a group to surround and kill Chen Wen not long ago?
Could Chen Wen have sought Murong Qingcheng's help, taking this opportunity to evade his pursuers?
For a time, thoughts rose one after another in their minds.
As for Chen Wen's strength, they considered it nothing special.
Killing Jiang Yunlong was no great feat.
The fifth level Great Emperor realm meant little in their eyes.
Chen Wen naturally noticed their shifting expressions, but he remained calm as he surveyed them.
Excluding Murong Qingcheng, there were fourteen people in total.
Moreover, all fourteen were in the sixth level Great Emperor realm.
He had to admit that the Murong Clan's reserves were impressive indeed.
Their strength alone would qualify them to be ancestors of the Nine