A Wager: Lin Langtian's Favor

"He is the Hall Master of the Earth Desolate Hall, Huang Kurong!"

Beside Lin Langtian, Mu Honglian looked at the figure standing in the air and spoke gravely.

The black-clad man's aura completely overshadowed every expert on both sides.

"Huang Kurong of the Earth Desolate Hall?" Lin Langtian narrowed his eyes slightly.

This was the ambitious leader who had once led some experts to defect from the Qiankun Sect. Since the two sides had already gone their separate ways, why had he secretly colluded with the Chaos Domain and provoked the Qiankun Sect this time?

At this thought, Lin Langtian suddenly recalled the faintly concealed injuries of the Qiankun Sect Master. His gaze flickered slightly, as though he had realized something.

Could the other side be trying to test something through the Qiankun Sect Master?

"Junior Brother Huang, you have finally appeared."

While Lin Langtian pondered, the Qiankun Sect Master's voice from atop the Golden Throne remained utterly calm. Clearly, Huang Kurong's appearance had been within his expectations.

Between heaven and earth, hearing the two address each other as senior and junior brothers made the outsiders feel exceedingly strange.

They were clearly the two mortal enemies of the Qiankun Continent. Who would have thought that they had once been fellow disciples? What changes had the two undergone to become so estranged was truly a matter of curiosity.

Huang Kurong smiled faintly. His deep, black-hole-like eyes fixed tightly upon that figure, though his brows creased almost imperceptibly.

From what he knew, Gan Tian, his senior brother, should have suffered grievous injuries in that battle years ago, which was why he had remained in seclusion all this time.

By all logic, this should have been his weakest period. Yet he actually dared to show himself?

Or perhaps Gan Tian was merely putting