"Understood."
Xu Lang wore an enlightened expression.
In most cases, strength also represented power and influence. This test before them was naturally no exception.
He then returned to the Rogue Cultivator Alliance's ranks.
Passing off Li Xuanmiao's analysis as his own, he naturally received everyone's praise.
"As expected of the First Prodigy of our Rogue Cultivator Alliance. Such insight is indeed something ordinary people could never possess."
"Rest assured, Boss Xu. The younger generation of our Rogue Cultivator Alliance will definitely remain by your side at all times. Only then can we continue safeguarding our Alliance's influence."
"Hahahaha."
Hearing this, Xu Lang planted his hands on his hips, utterly delighted.
Only this way could his title as the Rogue Cultivator Alliance's First Prodigy truly live up to its name, and only then could he be genuinely satisfied.
He could not help glancing at Qin Jiuge before him again. Just as he was about to step forward and pry some information out of him to further consolidate his own position, Qin Jiuge instead took a step forward and arrived at Li Changge's side.
"You're going to make a move?"
Li Changge blinked, a trace of surprise in her tone.
Qin Jiuge shook his head, his stance clear. "If I made a move, where would that leave you?"
"Be careful."
Qin Jiuge said with concern.
Li Changge's pretty face flushed slightly. She then shot him a sidelong glare, grasped the Phoenix Marrow Spear, and took a step forward. Her figure had already reached the heavens, landing atop the true arena of the ancient battlefield.
Across the ancient battlefield, broken weapons and remnants lay scattered everywhere. The fragments of divine armaments from bygone days had long since turned to dust, now embedded throughout the ground.
When the wild wind blew, a primitive, desolate