I Wondered If I Could Withstand It

The old man did not actually care in the slightest about what had happened in the Divine Ruins Ancient Land.

Chenguang had been as close to him as his own brothers, and his biological granddaughter had also fallen in the Divine Ruins Ancient Land.

Why should everyone who entered from the Lieyang Immortal Sect be able to return whole and unscathed?

Today, he intended to make the Lieyang Immortal Sect pay something, at the very least!

Outside Chiyang Hall.

The disciples on guard watched the old man's smug, villainous expression, fury blazing in all their hearts as their clenched fists cracked.

"This old bastard is utterly hateful! I really want to punch him to death!"

"Shh, lower your voice. Don't let him hear you again..."

"So what if he hears? Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Once Elder Chu becomes an Immortal Venerable too, we will definitely avenge today's hatred!"

"That's right. And that Ascension Tournament or whatever—once Elder Chu goes, he'll definitely slap their faces..."

The few of them were discussing it in low voices.

Suddenly, the light before them darkened.

They instinctively looked up, only to see that two figures had appeared at the entrance at some unknown time.

At the same time, a young man's voice clearly drifted into the hall.

"I wonder if I can withstand it."

Everyone was startled, turning in unison toward the hall entrance.

Outside the doors, Zhaoyang High Venerable stood to one side, while beside her, a black-robed youth slowly walked into the hall.

The youth's back was straight. Though he looked quite young, an immense aura surrounded him, one that made people not dare meet his gaze.

"Little Friend Chu!?"

High Venerable Zhengyang stared at the newcomer, his eyes widening instantly, his face filled with