The Po Family Brothers were quite united. Seeing Po Di injured by Ling Tian, the other brothers grew furious and deeply concerned for him. They kept asking how badly he was hurt; they had never seen Po Di suffer such a serious injury.
When they heard that Po Di would need four or five thousand years to recover to his peak, the Po Family Brothers grew even angrier. Po Family Eighth Brother had the hottest temper, and in his fury, he took it out on numerous mountains and ancient trees.
It took a long while for the Po Family Brothers to get their anger under control.
"Actually, I didn't challenge Ling Tian to a long-range attack contest just to test myself against a master. I wanted to see how strong he was. After all, he led the North Profound Realm to first place twice," Po Di said gravely. He no longer seemed like the man who had faced Ling Tian with plenty of strength but too little composure. Instead, he had a touch of wisdom about him.
Indeed, Ling Tian was well-known across the various realms. After all, he had led the once-weakest North Profound Realm to victory, and had claimed first place twice in a row.
At first, the proud Po Family Brothers hadn't paid him much attention, especially Po Family First Brother and Po Family Second Brother. They considered themselves the strongest and second-strongest beneath the god-level experts in the Immortal Realm. At times, they were even confident they could challenge god-level experts who had only just passed their tribulations without losing.
Men of their stature had their pride. But after seeing Ling Tian, Po Di's pride had been shaken a little. He sensed that Ling Tian was powerful, perhaps even his equal, and his instincts warned him