The First Time I Led an Army into Battle Alone, I Ran Into a Tough Opponent Like Bai Yuchan (Continued)

He stretched out his long crimson tongue and lightly licked his lips, all retreat and fear gone from his eyes.

"Thanks to your analysis, brother, everything in my heart has suddenly become crystal clear!

This Lin Chen has practically delivered himself to our doorstep—a heaven-sent opportunity for us brothers to make our comeback!"

The malice in Zos Omog's eyes burned ever fiercer.

"Brother, this time, we'll settle old and new grudges together.

I'll make that Lin repay the blood debt for severing my Feng Yi body!"

The vicious gazes of these two Cthulhu spawn met in midair, reaching a sinister accord.

Yet just as Bai Yuchan's fighting spirit soared and he was ready for a grand battle, a white-haired figure suddenly flashed through his mind.

His smile faded somewhat as he spoke warily.

"Brother, before that, there's still one variable.

At the foot of the mountain just now, a white-haired Old Daoist with an exceedingly strange level of power suddenly appeared.

That pure aura around him—one sweep of his great sleeve, and my Magnetic Tribulation Thunder was completely dispersed.

I never expected Tiantai Mountain to be hiding someone like that.

Tell me, how should we deal with him?!"

A Supreme Clarity Grandmaster, Mistaken for a Soft Persimmon to Be Squeezed?!

During this period of lying low within Tongbai Palace, Zos Omog had not only been refining that Thunder Palace Judge God body, but had also read through quite a few Taoist Gate scriptures left behind in the palace.

After hearing Bai Yuchan's description of the white-haired Old Daoist, a name immediately flashed through his mind. He said gravely, "This man must be the twelfth-generation grandmaster of the Supreme Clarity School, whose secular name is Sima Chengzhen!"

Bai Yuchan's toad pupils abruptly contracted.

"Sima Chengzhen?

They say he cultivated Sitting in