Jiang Ping An's Challenge

If Qian Huan Rou and Jiang Ping An were Dao Companions, who would still dare touch Jiang Ping An?

Qian Huan Rou was the human race's only Immortal.

Because of her appearance, the myriad races had been so frightened that they no longer dared invade the human race.

Those who had just been clamoring to destroy Jiang Ping An froze where they stood, utterly embarrassed.

The Saint Lord of Heavenly Marsh Holy Land immediately shouted, "You little girl, you're spewing nothing but nonsense! You actually fabricated such a lie—how could Immortal Qian possibly take a fancy to Jiang Ping An, whose cultivation is so low?"

"Don't think you can scare us off this way!"

Seeing that he did not believe her, Jiang MiaoYi drawled, "You old fossil, if you don't believe it, then try us."

Though the Saint Lord of Heavenly Marsh Holy Land claimed not to believe it, he was not entirely sure.

When the Demon God Sect had previously been besieged, Qian Huan Rou had personally appeared and even lent the Slaying Immortal Sword to Jiang Ping An.

A treasure like an immortal artifact might not even be lent to one's own son, yet Qian Huan Rou had lent it to him. That showed just how intimate their relationship was.

There had always been rumors that the two shared an unusual relationship. Perhaps they were true.

None of the major factions dared make a move, afraid of suffering Qian Huan Rou's revenge.

Besides, the Demon God Sect itself was not easy to deal with.

The major factions were now stuck riding a tiger, with no idea what to do.

Retreating would be humiliating, but if they did not retreat, they could only remain locked in this stalemate, which was even more awkward.

Jiang Ping An stood at the