Thunder Sound Territory!
Two Saints and ten Ancestral Immortals had surrounded and attacked Zhong Shan's group, only to return empty-handed in the end. The news spread like a spark dropped into a barrel of oil, exploding throughout the Thunder Sound Territory.
In the High Heaven Court of North Continent, news of Zhong Shan forcing back three Saints had long since spread across the world. In front of everyone beneath the heavens, Zhong Shan had slapped Ying Huo twice in the High Heaven Court.
In the Four Great Continents of East Continent, Zhong Shan had even schemed with Ying to infiltrate the Progenitor Dragon Secret Realm, shaking all of East Continent with his might.
Yet that had still been too far away. No matter how fierce someone was, they were merely a legend. But now, that legend had come close—right here in the Thunder Sound Territory. Not long ago, two Saints and ten Ancestral Immortals had been unable to do anything to them. Just how powerful was Zhong Shan?
The image of the Great Zheng Sacred Court of North Continent instantly rose several levels in everyone's hearts. Its status was no weaker than that of the Great Qin Heavenly Court, the Demon Heavenly Court, or the Great Zhou Sacred Court.
The Four Great Continents and the four great imperial dynasties?
Zhong Shan's group had also left their original location and moved to another valley to set up camp.
In the central hall, there were only Zhong Shan, Bao Er, and that great cauldron. Emperor Xian Xian lay inside the cauldron.
"Master, if we keep staying here, won't someone calculate our whereabouts again?" Bao Er asked with a frown.
"Don't worry. It won't be possible for three Saints to gather together again." Zhong Shan shook his head.
"What about Xian Xian? Are