Hua Yunfei's mind raced through one familiar face after another: True Lord Yuntian, True Lord Tianji, True Lord Xiaxuan, the head of the Scripture Repository, the head of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, and even juniors like Lin Yang, Mu Qingqing, Ouyang Luoqing, and Li Duxiu.
Could any of them be a big shot like Valley Master Qin Yi?
The more Hua Yunfei thought about it, the more terrifying it seemed. The Kaoshan Sect in the lower realm really was a den of dragons and tigers, full of hidden experts!
And to think that the Ghost Nether Sect had dared to come knocking back then.
If Ghost Nether Son knew what kind of place he'd tried to attack, just how badly would he have been scared?
To be honest, Ghost Nether Son was pretty strong.
After all, he was one of the few who had ever made Elder Shi cough up blood with a single palm strike.
That alone spoke volumes!
Hua Yunfei recalled those days and couldn't help laughing.
These big shots were truly good at keeping their heads down. To hide their identities, they'd even thrown away their dignity, letting their enemies push them around.
Ao Kun had been the same.
The Heaven Stealing Organization he'd founded had been the greatest threat to the Primordial Universe. As the last surviving member of the Five Primordials, Ao Kun had sworn to conquer the Primordial Era so he could become a Quasi-Immortal Emperor.
If the Ao Kun of that time had known which immortals were hiding in the place he planned to attack, he wouldn't have dared to do it even if he'd been given a few extra lives!
Looking back, those memories had all become a joke.
"Martial Uncle, could you let me in on a little more?" Hua Yunfei