Backing

With Chen Changqing's cry of "Martial Uncle," the entire scene fell into deathly silence.

The cultivators watching from the outermost edge all stood agape, their eyes filled with utter disbelief.

After being stunned for quite a while, the crowd finally came back to their senses, and an uproar broke out:

"Ah?"

"What?"

"I... I didn't hear that wrong, did I?"

"That kid actually called the White-clothed Spear King... Martial Uncle?"

"Does that mean he's a Shushan Disciple?"

"I knew it! With so many Immortal Artifacts on him and such terrifying strength, he had to have an extraordinary background!"

"Now... Judgment and True Lord Mountainrend are probably in for it!"

The cultivators exclaimed without end.

None of them had expected Chen Changqing to possess such a background—to be from Shushan.

At the same time, upon hearing how Chen Changqing addressed Bai Wuya, True Lord Mountainrend and Judgment's expressions instantly turned incomparably ugly.

"Damn it!"

"He... he's actually a Shushan Disciple."

"And Bai Wuya's martial nephew at that."

"What are we supposed to do now?"

True Lord Mountainrend secretly cried out in alarm, his breathing turning rapid and ragged.

Judgment, standing nearby, wore an equally ashen expression.

"Why didn't this brat announce that he was a Shushan Disciple?"

"If we had known he had such a background, who would have dared touch him?"

Judgment muttered softly, the unease in his heart growing ever stronger.

One had to know that Bai Wuya was now a Heavenly Lord-level existence.

They had severely wounded Chen Changqing and even intended to seize the treasures on him. As his martial uncle, Bai Wuya naturally would not stand idly by.

"Run?"

"No. With Bai Wuya's strength as a Heavenly Lord, trying to flee now would likely be a road to certain death."

"But if we don't run... then