"Qin Shaofeng? Why is it Qin Shaofeng again?"
"How much time has even passed? How had he leapt from being an ant-like nobody to the cultivation of an Eighth-tier Saint Star Position?"
"How could a mere teenager in his teens cow two Upper-tier forces of the Land of Shining Stars?"
"How could this be?"
"How could it turn out like this?!"
Zi Long felt as though he was on the verge of collapse.
Since the Carefree Gate had been driven by the Cloud Sea Sect and Four Symbols Sect all the way to the Great Northern Wasteland, it had naturally made countless preparations in secret.
For their descendants to one day fight their way back to the Land of Shining Stars had also been the shared goal the Carefree Gate had striven toward for a thousand years.
To that end, the Carefree Gate only appeared to have experts like them. In truth, that was not the case.
Within the Carefree Gate, there was actually another powerful fighting force. The terror of that force surpassed the Carefree Gate's overall combat strength by countless times.
Yet those people were not something just anyone could mobilize.
Every person who entered that unit had been cultivated by the Carefree Gate. They had merely been recruited over the years under the pretense of various deaths.
Moreover, that unit was almost entirely beyond his control.
It would not be an exaggeration to call it another Carefree Gate—or perhaps the true Carefree Gate. Unless the sect faced a life-and-death crisis, or unless all their strength was gathered to fight their way back to the Land of Shining Stars, no one could mobilize it.
If not for that, the battle between the two Carefree branches back then would not have escalated to such a point.
But even if