Seeing Xi Yue about to blow up, Ling Tian hurriedly fled, while Su Ying and the others tactfully followed after him as if running for their lives.
On the way, Zi Ling looked at Ling Tian. "Tsk, tsk. Tian'er, did you take things a little too far this time? There are nearly nine hundred formal members alone, and the number of challengers is beyond counting. We might have to face several thousand, or even ten thousand people."
"What, are you scared?" Tian Ru smiled playfully and looked at Ling Tian. "Don't forget, Tian'er once defeated several thousand of Li Huo's people all by himself. Now that Meng Shang and the others have joined us, what do we have to fear?"
"How can the people Li Huo brought compare with these people? These are the absolute elite of the Immortal Realm," Thousand Hands Granny said. Then her tone shifted, tinged with excitement. "But that makes it all the more interesting. At last, we can have a proper fight to our hearts' content."
"Haha, exactly." Xing Zhan laughed heartily, his face alight with fighting spirit. "When the time comes, I'll manifest the Ancient Demon God's phantom. One swing of my axe will take out hundreds of them."
"Give me a break. You think you're the only one who can use secret techniques?" Mo Yu said in exasperation, looking behind him. "As far as I know, Kuang Ao is very interested in you. After he goes berserk, he'll have no trouble holding you off."
"Kuang Ao is mine. Nobody else gets to fight him," Mo Yan said. Then he looked at Ling Tian, who had been silent all along. "Cousin, what's wrong? Come up with a good strategy, or are you worried about the challenge in three days?"
"When has Ling Tian ever