"Zhong Shan? The leader of that group is Zhong Shan!" A powerful figure watching from the shadows suddenly cried out.
It was a cry of shock!
It was not the solemn reaction one would have upon seeing some powerful expert. Instead, his mind reeled wildly, because he could not believe it!
It was not only the man who had shouted. Many of the powerful figures hiding in the shadows were also startled. Many of them could not believe this was real. How could this possibly be real?
Zhong Shan? How could it be him?
Although Zhong Shan was not in East Continent, legends of him had circulated throughout East Continent all along.
The last time Confucius perished, Zhong Shan had come to East Continent. That had been the only time, yet Zhong Shan had made a stunning entrance and ultimately caused countless experts in East Continent to remember his name.
Defeating Sun Shen, throwing the Netherworld into chaos, battling Zi Lu, stirring up Heaven, congratulating Ying Shou, assisting Zhun Ti.
Every one of those earth-shaking events at the time had featured Zhong Shan's presence. After several battles, the handful of people accompanying Zhong Shan had established his enormous reputation. Many people learned Zhong Shan's name, and even more found out that Zhong Shan was a Sacred King from North Continent.
But no matter how powerful he was, the people Zhong Shan had brought with him were still Ancestral Immortals. In his battle with Zi Lu, Zi Lu had also been an Ancestral Immortal. Zhong Shan had only won by luck after a group of people surrounded Zi Lu, and in the end, Zhong Shan's subordinates had been badly wounded.
His reputation had only shaken the Ancient Immortal realm! In the eyes of Ancestral Immortals, it was merely ordinary.
Yet who